My Freaky Family (2024) Movie Script
1
(ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC)
(EERIE MUSIC)
(WIND WHOOSHING)
(BANGING AND CRASHING)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
(ANESKA) Quick! Get in.
(NERLIN) Hold on, everyone!
-(SCREAMING)
-(CART CLATTERING)
(FAST-PACED MUSIC)
How did he find us?!
(CROSSBOWS BLASTING)
(ANESKA YELPS)
(BARKING)
-Nerlin, we need to go faster.
-Hold on!
(MECHANISM GRINDS, CLUNKS)
Hyah! Hyah!
Faster! Come on!
(NERLIN LAUGHS TRIUMPHANTLY)
(SHOUTING)
Nowhere to run, Nerlin!
Oh, you fools!
Bring them to me!
(ENGINES REVVING)
(SINISTER GROANING)
(YELPS)
Aneska, you shouldn't
be out here.
-Think of Sharon!
-Sharon? Who's Sharon?
The baby!
We are NOcalling the baby Sharon!
Well, we have
to call the baby something.
(EXCITING ACTION MUSIC)
(ENGINES REVVING)
I've said it before
and I'll say it again.
Babies NEED names!
(MUSIC BUILDS)
Look, if we don't agree
on a name,
we'll end up with a nameless
baby, going around... nameless.
We don't want that!
(WOLVES SNARLING)
Ohh! This is not good!
-(LOUD SNAP)
-Stop! NERLIN!
Aneska!
Aneska, I need you
to tell me something.
-Yes?
-Is it a hard "no" on Sharon?
Or more of a "maybe"?
Now is NOT the time
for this conversation, Nerlin.
-(SNITCH) Give it up, Nerlin!
-Give it up?
-I'm just getting started.
-(CROSSBOW BLASTING)
(GOBLINS HOLLERING)
Okay. So! How about Alvina?
Sounds like something
for upset stomachs.
-Flora?
-Too flowery.
-Brook?
-Too deep.
Aspen? Whoa!
Too lofty!
(METALLIC CLANKING)
(CARRIAGE CREAKING)
(SCREECHING)
(GROANS)
Right, I've got it!
How about The Baby
Formerly Known as Sharon?
Nerlin!
What? I think it's quite modern.
(ANNOYED SIGH)
(WHOOSHING)
(THUNDER CRACKING)
(GASPS)
Come home, Aneska.
Never!
(VOLOS CACKLING)
(WHIRRING AND BUZZING)
Uh-oh!
Stay away from my family!
(ANESKA GRUNTING)
(HISSING)
You will have
to do better than that.
(WIGWAM HAT WHIMPERS)
(MUSIC INTENSIFYING)
-(GASPS)
-No!
(ANESKA GROANING)
-Aneska!
-(ANESKA SIGHS)
-Here.
-Ugh! What is that?
-It's bullfrog and mayo.
-Oh, no.
(SIGHS)
(WEAKLY) Volos is too powerful.
(MENACING HISS)
Ow!
Nope! No way.
You have to!
No! I played it once.
I vowed never EVER
to play it again.
What other choice do we have?
Time's up, Floods.
Nerlin, please play
the 'Song of the Clef.'
(SAD AND BEAUTIFUL TUNE)
(VOLOS SCREECHES)
(MYSTICAL TINKLING)
(PAINED HOLLERING)
Stop! Stop that music!
(MOANING)
(MUSIC INTENSIFYING)
Music! Music!
I don't like music!
(PAINED HOLLERING CONTINUES)
MUSIIIC!
(INTENSE FIDDLE CONTINUES)
(FADE TO GENTLE OUTRO)
At last.
We're finally safe.
What do you think of...
..Betty?
Betty?
Ah... I like it.
Betty Flood.
(NERLIN) Let's go somewhere
Murkhart will never find us.
(GENTLE STRINGS AND PIANO)
(DRAMATIC ORGAN AND GUITAR)
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
(CHILDREN CHATTERING)
(MUDDLED PLAYING OF 'WHEN
THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN')
(GROANING)
(CRUNCH)
(MOANS) Eh...
(LIGHT THUMPING)
-(SPITS)
-(YELPS)
-(SPEAKER FEEDBACK)
-(MR KUMAR GROANS)
(MELODIC AND ELEGANT FIDDLE)
(GASPS EXCITEDLY, CHUCKLES)
(SYNCOPATED BASS ACCOMPANIMENT)
(HUMMING)
(BETTY GIGGLES)
(SMOOTH JAMMING)
(FAST-PACED RIFFING)
(FIDDLE AND UKULELE OUTRO)
(MUSIC ENDS)
Betty, that was...
Awesome!
We should start a band!
We should TOTALLY start a band.
We'll go on a world tour,
sell out stadiums,
fly on private jets...
(STRUMS UKULELE)
and have 24-hour catering!
Always thinking
about his stomach. (LAUGHS)
Hey, Betty, is your brother
coming to the school concert?
-You mean Winchflat?
-(DREAMY) Yeah, Winchflat.
-Ugh, gross!
-Okay, cool it, Abi.
My family don't really come
to school stuff.
-How come?
-Oh, you know.
They have a hard time
being normal in public.
Yoo-hoo! Betty!
Speaking of which...
-Hello, Betty.
-Hi, Mom.
Abi, Nat, marvelous to, em...
-(WIGWAM HAT) Hello!
-No!
-(WIGWAM GRUMBLING)
-Sorry, bad hair day.
So! You kids been doing any,
em... growing lately?
-Mom!
-How are your bones?
I hear it can be
quite painful to grow them,
especially in the shinbones.
How are your shinbones?
Mom, stop asking
about their shinbones.
It's weird.
Weird?! (AWKWARD CHUCKLE)
Who's weird?
I'm not weird.
I'm completely normal!
I'm really
a very normal mom, see?
Oh, is that the back of my hand?
Oh, must be time to go.
Come on, Betty!
Betty's mom is...
-I know, right? She's so cool!
-(ABI SIGHS)
Mom, why do you have to be so
weird in front of my friends?
Weird? I wasn't being weird.
I was totally normal.
I was blending in.
Being abnormal is going
to get us into trouble.
(BETTY) You're the abnormal one.
I mean, why did you have
to wear Wigwam to school?
(WIGWAM SNARLS)
That's right.
Wigwam's not the problem.
It's how you spoke to me
in front of your friends.
Here we go again.
Sure, I'm a magical being...
-(EARBUD MUSIC BLARES)
-..doing a GREAT job hiding it.
I'm perfectly normal
when I need to be.
-(ENGINES REVVING)
-(HORN HONKING)
All I ask
is don't say stuff like,
"Don't be weird"
in front of your friends.
(HORN BLARING)
They weren't thinking I was
weird until you said it, okay?
Anyway, there's
nothing weird about
asking growing kids
about their growing bones!
-(GASPS)
-Betty! Watch out!
(BUZZING)
-(QUIETLY) Mom.
-That was very dangerous, Betty.
-Yes, but--
-Yes, I used magic in public.
-I know, but I--
-No, Mom.
-I had to and if anyone saw--
-Mom!
Mom, stop!
That was AMAZING.
Now let's get home.
Murkhart has eyes everywhere.
(BETTY HUMMING)
-That was SO cool, Mom.
-Was it?
Yeah!
You were like, "Whoosh!"
So fast,
I didn't even see you coming.
I wish I could do that.
I'd be like,
"Piow! Piow! Piow!"
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Hey, Gran!
Hello, Betty dear!
(LOUD EXPLOSION)
(CAR ALARM SOUNDS)
-(DOOR THUDS)
-(HOLLERING) Winchflaaat!
(CLOCK CHIMES)
-(SINISTER ORGAN)
-(MOANING)
(BETTY GASPS)
Argh!
(WINCHFLAT) Not so fast!
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
Winchflat!
-No loose zombies in the house!
-Oh, it's fine, mother.
Not like anyone died.
Well, no one who wasn't
already dead. (CHUCKLES)
(ANESKA) Hmm...
Who cut the lights?
(YELPS)
Ouch.
Ah-hah!
Thank you, dear.
How was your day, Betty?
Oh, it was great, Dad.
We had band practice
and then on the way home,
Mom did magic and saved my life!
Excuse me, Betty.
Forgive the interruption.
May I interest you
in a tiny spot of after-school
corpse reanimation?
Oh, yes!
Hold on. Homework first,
please, Betty.
Then MAYBE you
can help your brother...
Um... Uh...
Walk the ephemeral tightrope
between life and death?
-Yes, that. I think.
-Using magic?
Yes. No! Of course not.
What was I thinking? No way!
-Guys!
-You know the rules, Betty.
No magic for you.
(GROANS) So unfair!
(SIGHS) I wish I was magical.
Open sesame!
(DEJECTED SIGH)
Hocus kapocus!
(IN IRISH)
My cat's curse be upon you!
(SIGHS, GASPS)
(CREEPY VOICES) From Stygian
depths the demon is calling.
This is now
your FINAL WARNING!
(NORMAL VOICES)
The dinner's ready.
Wha... Morbid! Silent!
Couldn't you just text me
or something?
I hope you
brought your appetite!
Ugh, unicorn stew again?
You said you
liked your meat "rare".
-(CHUCKLING) Get it?
(BETTY) Dad!
Hey, how was school today?
Did ya sniff any new books?
Ugh, Staniel,
humans don't do that.
Pfft, their loss.
(MAGICAL BUZZING AND BUBBLING)
Ugh, is that...
External digestion. Yes, indeed.
Well identified, Betty.
Messy business.
These days, I prefer
the gentleman's method.
(LAUGHS)
It's like that, is it?!
Well then,
how about some bread?
Sure, I'm carb loading!
(GOBBLING AND GULPING)
(SIGHS) Seriously?
-Careful!
-(GAGGING)
I don't think anyone wants
to see YOUR external digestion.
Gross! Mom, make them stop!
(GASPING) Water...
Kids! No magic
at the dinner table, please.
(DISAPPOINTED SIGHS)
(WHEEZY) Gluten intolerant.
So, Quicklime Games
this weekend.
How's training going, boys?
All signs point to
this being
our best sortie yet.
Can I come this year?
No, Betty.
We've talked about this.
-No, we haven't.
-Yes, we have.
-Why can't I come?
-Because you're too young.
I'm almost 13!
Betty, please.
-Give me one good reason!
Listen, you can't go because
it is not for you, alright?
What's THAT supposed to mean?
Sorry, Betty.
It's just Quicklime is an arena
for magical beings.
-You mean like all my siblings?
-(STANIEL BURPS)
-(HESITANT) Yes.
-But not me?
Betty, you're...
Well, you're not like
your brothers and sisters.
You see, they were all
created with magic spells.
Rat-eye jam and pond-loach fins.
That's the recipe for us twins.
That's true. So, you see--
Yeah, it turns out my spell
was contaminated with dog hair.
-Hence, uh, this.
-Well, that too, but--
Meanwhile I was
artisanally handcrafted
from rich mahogany, a book of
sonnets and Dracula's eyeliner.
Okay, great.
Thanks, everyone.
Well, what about me?
You were BORN.
Like how humans are born.
What way was that?
You know,
the old-fashioned way.
-(AWKWARD COUGH)
-What are you not telling me?
-Nothing!
-We swear!
What AM I really?
Some insect person
you adopted from an ant colony?
Am I from outer space
or something?
Or am I secretly the chosen one
who has come to save
the future for ALL magickind?
I think it's time
we changed the subject.
Great idea!
Ah, who'd like a big scoop
of troll cream for dessert?
-(ALL) Me!
-Yes, don't be shy.
(MELANCHOLY STRINGS)
Cheer up, Betty.
Magic isn't the only power
in this world.
(UPLIFTING PLAYING)
This is a song of my people,
the Clef.
(MUSIC ENDS)
Have I ever told you
the story of the Clef?
A long time ago,
in the Kingdom of Nahwaer,
the Clef were conquered
by a horrible tyrant.
He was a Magi, like your mom.
Is that why we left?
Yes.
-He banned music.
-Why?
Because he feared it.
There are certain songs
that are more powerful than even
the strongest of magic,
you know.
(NERLIN HUMMING SOFTLY)
Whoa!
Let's play this one, Dad.
No. No!
Uh, no.
Not right now.
(SINGING MAGICAL MELODY)
(MECHANISMS CLICKING)
Why can't we play this song?
It's, um...
It's getting late.
I'll teach it to you,
and all the old songs,
when the time comes.
Patience, Betty.
(WOLVES HOWLING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Watch out!
Giant rubber chicken!
(SNORING)
What's that doing here?
(SNORING CONTINUES)
(MUMBLING) Me expect
a rubber chicken but...
(SNORING) ..not a giant
rubber chicken.
Maybe a smaller rubber chicken.
(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)
(TANK BUBBLING)
(FURNITURE CRASHING)
-(SUBMERGED BUBBLING)
-Yes, I heard that too, Howard.
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
Cherry pie?
Yeah, sure, I'll have a slice.
Nom, nom.
(SNORING)
(SINGING MAGICAL MELODY)
(BLOWING RASPBERRIES)
Ugh, no. That's not it!
-(SINGING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
Some late night music practice,
Betty?
Shh! You see, um,
Dad showed me some music
and, um, I couldn't sleep
so I thought I would practice.
Dad's musical lock
is impossible to crack.
You could sing to it
for a thousand nights
and still not find
the right combination.
-But you COULD force it.
-With magic?
-(GASPS) You can teach me?
-Absolutely not.
(SWEETLY) Please, Winch.
Mom will KILL me
if she finds out.
(BETTY SIGHS SOFTLY)
(MAGICAL WHOOSHING)
(WINDOWS CREAK)
(MAGICAL BUZZING)
You working out, Winch?
I ordered a "body-building" kit.
It wasn't what
I thought it was.
(BUZZING CONTINUES)
Understand something!
Whatever you see does not
go beyond these walls.
(MOCKING) Woo! Let's go!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Slow down, jazz hands.
(MAGICAL BUZZING)
(ELEVATED BUZZING)
(CLICK)
Whoa!
Could you just...
(PLAYS 'SONG OF THE CLEF')
(MYSTICAL TINKLING)
Huh! Uh...
(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
Ooh, that shouldn't happen.
What's going on, Winch?
(LOUD EXPLOSION)
(EERIE MUSIC)
(SHARP STRINGS)
(BOTH COUGHING)
Quick, put it back.
Mom hears NOTHING about this.
(EERIE MUSIC)
(MACHINERY CLICKING)
(VIBRATING ECHO)
(CRACKLING)
We shall see, Volos.
(GATES CLINKING)
(DRONES WHIRRING)
(MURKHART) See you soon, Floods.
(WHIRRING)
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
(GASPS)
YOU are coming with me.
(ECHOING THUD)
(UNEASY MUSIC)
-(SIZZLING)
-(BUBBLES POPPING)
Shh.
-Ah!
-Morning!
Hello, sunshine!
Would you like an omelet.
They're made with cow's eggs!
Hmm? Cows lay eggs?
Not just any cows.
Moo-gical cows!
-Dad...
-(SNICKERING)
Morning!
Did everyone sleep well?
(BOTH) Yes, thanks.
(RAPID GOBBLING)
So, school concert is tonight.
Are you all coming?
-Of course.
-Wouldn't miss it for the world.
Omens dark and bleak
and swirling.
We foresee the night unfurling.
Super great for you, Betty!
Hmm. Why do
I not feel reassured?
At the very least, you need
not worry about us, Betty.
We'll be on our best behavior.
Won't we, Staniel?
Yeah, I'm seven days clean
from biting people.
I haven't
licked a stranger in...
Hmm... since Monday.
(LIGHT MUSIC)
Huh! Get a load
of these weirdos.
-(GASPS)
-Did I say that out loud?
Hello, puppy.
-(STANIEL, QUIETLY) Oh no. Help!
-You're on your own, old chum.
Who's a good doggie?
-Who's a good boy?
-I'm a good boy.
-Who's a good boy?
-Yes, I am! Yes, I AM!
(COOING) Aren't you
the cutest ball of fluff!
(STANIEL GROANING)
-Oh, not my tail. Not my tail!
-Yes, you are. Yes, you are.
Yes, you are!
Stop me, Winchflat.
I'm gonna roll over!
Oh no, don't roll over.
(CHUCKLES)
I'm rollin' over... I'm rollin'
over! (SATISFIED GIGGLE)
That's a very good tummy scratch
for a VERY good boy.
Yes, I love a tummy scratch.
Ah, the shame!
Okay, alright.
Let's keep moving, shall we?
Oh, goodbye,
you gorgeous little puppy!
Ah, thank goodness.
You think anyone saw me do that?
What? Be a dog?
Yeah, it was perfect.
You nailed it.
Ugh, it's so embarrassing.
You want to know what I think?
Yeah.
I think you are a VERY GOOD BOY!
Ah yeah, laugh it up!
If anyone tells me
to "sit" though,
we are going to have a problem.
(MECHANICAL CLICKING)
(INSTRUMENTS TUNING)
Welcome parents, carers, family,
to an evening of musical...
(SHARP, BOOMING NOTES)
..magnificence.
(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)
(FIDDLE LEAD - 'WHEN
THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN')
(SMOOTH ACCOMPANIMENT)
(SNAZZY RIFFING)
Who needs magic when you've got
that kind of talent?
(YELPS)
(SMOOTH PLAYING CONTINUES)
Where are the twins?
I'll go find them.
(SONG FADING)
(UNEASY MUSIC)
(SIGHS)
Your future's short,
the end is bitter.
Our best advice
is that you flitter...
..off.
I HATE poetry!
It isn't poetry.
(SNARLING)
It's a prophecy.
Yes, well, I hate those too.
(VICIOUS SNARLING)
(CROSSBOWS BLASTING)
(WHIMPERING)
Sit, doggie!
You told him to sit?
You're going to regret that.
(SNITCH SHRIEKING)
(YELPS)
..1,675,000 degrees Celsius!
-Whoa!
-(EXPLOSION)
(CAR ALARM SOUNDING)
(CAR ALARM)
(SONG ENDS)
Wonderful. Wonderful.
Thank you, everyone.
Um, Mr Kumar?
Would it be okay
if I played just one more song?
Oh... Of course, Betty.
This is a special song
from my family's homeland.
Aw!
('SONG OF THE CLEF')
(MYSTICAL TINKLING)
You taught her
the 'Forbidden Song'?
-No, of course I didn't.
-Then how is she--
We have to stop her.
-Betty!
-No!
-Keep it quiet.
-Quiet down.
We can't make a scene.
-But what if--
-Let her play.
What's the worst
that could happen?
(MYSTICAL TINKLING)
(WHIMPERING)
Brace for poetic justice.
(GASPS)
Rather poor timing, Betty.
(GRUNTING)
(CROSSBOW FIZZLES)
(MUSIC ENDS)
The howling sprites
of dark portend.
Now you'll meet a brutal end!
What?
(GROWLING)
You shouldn't
have told me to sit!
(SNITCH) Ow! Sit! Sit!
Stop it!
Prophecy fulfilled!
(SNITCH) Bad dog. Ow!
(MAGICAL BUZZING)
I don't think anyone saw
our little scrimmage.
We're covering it up now.
(EERIE METALLIC ECHO)
(SNIFFING) Mm-hmm.
-(FAINT CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)
-Hmm.
-(BUZZING)
-(BETTY) Why are you so angry?
It was just a song!
Just a song?!
(SCOFFS)
What else doesn't she know?
Shh, what are you doing?
I know a lot of things,
actually.
Our home country
is the Kingdom of Nahwaer.
Mom and Dad's people,
the Magi and the Clef,
are both from there
and we left
because a terrible tyrant
tried to ban music.
Right, and that's
all she needs to know.
Do you know the tyrant
is our grandfather?
What?!
(SIGHS) There's a lot
we haven't told you, Betty.
(SHARP EXHALE)
Sit with me, Betty.
It's time I told you everything.
(TIMID) Uh... come on, kids.
I-I'll put the kettle on.
That song you played
is forbidden, Betty.
In Nahwaer, it's known as
'The Song of the Clef.'
Why is it forbidden?
Because for centuries...
the Magi and the Clef
were at war,
fighting for control
of Nahwaer.
And while the Magi
had great magical powers,
the Clef possessed
an ancient song
that cancelled all magic.
After decades of fighting,
the ancient kings declared
peace should be made.
The Magi promised never to use
their magic against the Clef.
The Clef promised never again
to play that forbidden song.
However, many many years later,
that truce was broken.
One day my father,
King Murkhart, and I
were by the riverbank while
we sang a special song we shared
since I was a little girl.
Where alone with no cares
in the world
My eyes were drawn to a handsome
young Clef on the river.
He played along with
the song that I was singing.
It was love at first sight
for both of us.
My father, seeing this,
became enraged
and turned his magic
onto the young Clef.
(RASPY SNARLING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
To save his own life,
your father
played 'The Song of the Clef.'
(SAD AND BEAUTIFUL TUNE)
(PAINED SCREECH)
Because of this,
the furious king rounded up
and imprisoned the Clef.
He burned their instruments
so the 'Forbidden Song'
could never be played again.
And ordered
the execution of your father.
But I could
never let that happen.
This angered the king
even more.
We escaped.
And we can never go back.
But if you and Dad escaped,
why is the 'Forbidden Song'
still forbidden?
There's a legend in Nahwaer.
It says:
"A child will be born
to a Magi and a Clef
and that child
will bring music and magic
back into harmony."
You mean... me?
So then,
if I can set the Clef free,
then we have to go
to Nahwaer right away!
No! No, you can
never set foot in Nahwaer.
You can never play
the 'Forbidden Song'
and I'm sorry but
while we live amongst the humans
you can NEVER learn magic.
Why not?!
Because if you do,
King Murkhart will find you
and he'll destroy you.
My own grandfather?
Yes! And then he'll come
for the rest of us.
But I have to help the Clef.
I HAVE to!
How can I help if I'm stuck here
pretending I don't
know anything?!
No magic, nothing!
If you really want
to help, Betty, stay here.
It's the only way
to keep us safe.
So...
I'll never, not in
my whole life, learn magic?
I'm sorry, Betty.
(BUZZING)
(SHARP STRINGS)
Where are you, Floods?
You can't hide forever.
(DOOR CLANGING OPEN)
(TIRED)
My King, I bring images.
(VOICE CRACKING) Flooods.
(MURKHART) Ah!
Thank you, underling.
(SNAZZY RIFFING)
Hello... granddaughter.
You there, Gran?
Gran, I need your advice!
All that stuff about me being
born to a Magi and a Clef,
I can't be the only one, can I?
There must be someone else out
there who can stop Murkhart.
Because if I am the only one,
the Clef will never be free.
I'm just ME! I'm just Betty.
I can't stop Murkhart.
I can't even do magic.
And Mom said I'm never
even allowed to LEARN magic.
(MOCKING) "Not while we live
amongst the humans."
Although, she didn't mention
anything about non-humans.
So then, what if I went
someplace with NO humans?
Somewhere in the magical realm?
(EXCITED) Come on. Think, Betty.
Think!
Somewhere...
Ugh, come on. Quick, Betty.
Quick...
Quicklime! The Quicklime Games,
of course!
I'll learn magic,
I'll become a powerful Magi
and THEN I'll go to Nahwear
and face down
my evil grandfather
and FREE the Clef
once and for all.
Ah, thank you, Gran.
You've been very helpful.
(GRAN) Is that you, Betty?
Hello?
Betty?
(CAR ENGINE PURRING)
Are you warm enough?
Did you pack an extra sweater?
-Of course, Mother.
-Make sure you're not followed.
-(WINCH AND STANIEL) Yes, Mom.
-And...
Watch out for flying eyeballs,
dodgy goblins
and shapeshifting
spider creatures. Yeah, yeah.
(BOTH) Murkhart has eyes
everywhere.
We'll be okay, Mom.
We know you will. Make us proud.
-Oh, and before you go...
-They have food there, Dad.
What? All that junk?
Full of magical
colors and flavors?
No, stick to homecooking.
Winners eat Dad's dinners.
Just take it so we can go.
(BOOMING WINDS)
(WINCHFLAT AND STANIEL GRUNTING)
(WHOOSHING ENDS)
(WORM) Hello, everybody
on the Wormtrain.
Chugga-chugga woo woo!
Now, this service is
for all stations to Quicklime!
Yes, first stop
is Gingerbread Forest,
Sweets, then Toadstool-on-Sea.
-(GROANING)
-Don't get food poisoning.
Then Goblin Town. Oh it's
a lovely little town.
And then ALL stations
to Quicklime!
Oh, hurry up, would ya?
-(WINCHFLAT YELPS)
-(STANIEL GIGGLES)
Avoid the tonsils
on the way down the carriage.
Woo-hoo!
Bye, boys. Good luck!
Oh, where's Betty got to?
Didn't she want
to say good luck?
Ah, I'm sure she's just
practicing music in her room.
(BETTY PANTING)
(WORM) All aboard!
Wait! (YELPS)
(SQUELCH)
If you think it was bad going
in, wait until you come out!
Chugga-chugga-chugga...
(TENSE STRINGS AND BRASS)
-(RETCHING)
-(STANIEL YELLING)
-(RETCHING
-(BETTY SCREAMING)
Thanks for travelling with
Wormtrain. This is Quicklime.
Yuck!
-Uh, thanks?
(WORM) Anytime.
Come back,
hope to see you again soon...
(HOWLING WIND)
Whoa, so this is Quicklime.
(WONDROUS MUSIC)
(CROWD CHATTERING)
Whoa!
Excuse me!
A genie?!
Wow! Will you
grant me three wishes?
(SCOFFS) How about you
grant MY wish
and GET OFF MY RUG?!
-I just had it shampooed.
-Oh, sorry.
Kids these days,
they got no manners.
-Excuse me?
-(LOUD SIZZLING)
Whoa! That was electrifying!
-Ah!
-Hey, squirt, quit shoving.
Sorry, sir, I didn't mean to.
Looking for a fight, are ya?
(GRUNTING)
No! I, uh...
(MISHA) She's looking for me...
Hello, Knucklehead.
You?! Good.
I'm gonna flatten you both!
-(LOUD THUD)
-(KNUCKLEHEAD GROANING)
(LOUD CHEERING)
(BETTY YELPS)
That was... very cool.
Thanks. No problem.
You're new here, right?
Oh, is it that obvious?
Um... yes.
I didn't know the magical realm
was going to be so...
(MUFFLED CROAKING)
-Magical?
-Yeah!
Welcome, one and all,
to this year's Quicklime Games!
Now please bang
your extremities together
as I present to you
your host,
the incredible, the magical,
the unforgettable REGINA!
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(UNRULY CHEERING)
Yes, it's me.
Thank you for your applause.
I love you!
I am delighted, excited
and on the brink of ignited
to be here
as we come together to see
who will be
this year's Quicklime Games
Champions!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(FIREWORKS EXPLODING)
It's time to meet
our contestants!
Look Mom, it's Bonestench
and Weaselface. My heroes!
What kind of name
is Bonestench and Weasel...
..face?
Oh, that's...
They're my brothers.
They're my bros!
Bonestench and Weaselface?
Really? Those guys are good.
Contestants,
prepare for your
first diabolical challenge!
(EXCITED GASP)
The Pie-Eating Contest!
-(CROWD CHANTING)
-Pie-Eating Contest?
(METAL CLANGING)
(CHANTING CONTINUES)
Eat the pie! Eat the pie!
(PIE MONSTER GROWLING)
Yeah, it's a twist
on the classic.
(CONTESTANTS GASPING)
(HOLLERING)
Wow!
(DETERMINED GRUNTING)
(SNARLS, GULPS)
(YELPING)
(SQUEAKY EFFORT GRUNTS)
(SQUELCHY THUDS)
(LOUD CHEERING)
Cherry pie?
Dreams DO come true!
(SNARLING)
Oh, I'm not sure
I can fit it in my mouth though.
Allow me, dear brother.
(PAINED GROWLING)
(STANIEL CHOMPS GREEDILY)
Oh yeah!
Teamwork makes the dream work!
-Wow!
-Great, huh?
This is the first time
I've seen actual Magi.
Other than my family,
of course.
Where are you from?
You wouldn't know it.
It's a human place.
You're a long way from home.
-I'm Betty, by the way.
-Misha.
And now, the next challenge!
Each contestant will face
the physical manifestation
of their deepest, darkest fears!
Get ready
to DANCE WITH DREAD!
(SPIDER LEGS TAPPING)
(GASPS) Spiders!
(YELPING)
(CHAINSAW BUZZING)
Nah, nothing THAT scary.
Hello, puppy!
(PANICKED YELPING)
Who's a good doggie?
Who's a good boy?
Happily there's nothing in this
world so dark and nightmarish
that can frighten meeeee...
(SCREAMS)
(CUTESY MUSIC)
-(CROWD LAUGHING)
-Oh, what's going on there?
I think he's
afraid of cute things?
At least, I know they
definitely make him vomit.
(FEEBLY) Go to your happy place,
Winchflat.
A festering bogpit
in a forest of rotting trees.
Crows, spiders,
skeletons, chickenpox!
(MEOWING)
(PAINED SCREAMING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
Oh, aren't you the cutest!
(THUNDERING ZAP)
Centaur Soda!
Troll Cream! Pixie Floss!
Ooh, want some Pixie Floss?
No, I can't.
It's full of
magical flavors and colors.
-So?
-So... Dad says--
Who cares what Dad says?
Two Pixie Floss, please.
Yes, ma'am.
(MOUTH FULL)
That's delicious!
Wizarding warriors,
you've prevailed against pies,
danced with dread.
Now it's time to face
the ultimate challenge.
A deadly foe that knows
your every move.
Get ready
to knock yourselves out!
(BOOMING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(GASPING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
-You're looking well.
-And you.
Shame I have to destroy
something so very handsome.
Agreed, though I'm prepared
to do what's necessary.
Indubitably. (BATTLE CRY)
(BOTH SNARLING)
-(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)
-(EFFORT GRUNTS)
-Which one is my brother?
-Both.
Or neither. Hard to say.
(GULPS)
(BELCHES)
(CROWD GROANS)
Whoa, wait a minute!
Who ate who?
I'm not sure. Hopefully you
won't notice the difference.
(WHOOSHING)
You are indeed
a worthy adversary.
How could I be ANYTHING other?
Wow! Imagine how amazing
it would be to fly.
(INCREDULOUS) You can't fly?
But hang on, that's one of
the simplest spells there is.
Even baby Magi can fly.
Yeah, well, I'm different...
Do you think you could teach me?
Of course! Come on.
Right now? But they haven't--
Something tells me
they'll be a while.
(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)
Come on! You won't miss much,
I promise.
(MISHA) Oh, you are
going to love this.
Flying is one of the best things
about being a Magi.
(BETTY) Whoa!
(SHUDDERS)
It's higher than I thought.
Trust me. All you need
is a little bit of magic.
(WHOOSHING)
(EXCITED EXCLAMATION)
To learn to fly,
you only need to do one thing.
What is it?
Don't... think.
(YELLING)
(INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC)
-Easy, right?
-Easy?!
-Seriously?
-(MISHA GIGGLING)
Hey! I knew you'd be fine.
Now, come on.
(UPBEAT GUITAR AND DRUMS)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(THUNDER CRACKING)
-(BUZZING)
-(WINCHFLAT GRUNTS)
(DIZZY HOLLERING)
That was brilliant!
Thank you!
(REGINA) And the winners
of this year's Quicklime Games,
Bonestench and Weaselface!
(ANESKA) Betty Flood!
Uh-oh. I've gotta go.
Of course!
But how will I... But we--
Don't worry, I'll find you.
Bye, Betty!
You ran away, Betty.
Do you realize I spent my whole
day looking for you!
Mom, I'm sorry. I really am.
But look, I'm safe.
I had a great time.
You and Dad
need to trust me more.
I can take care of myself,
you know.
You are GROUNDED!
(SHOUTING) It's not fair!
I never get to do anything.
(GROANS)
I'll show them.
They're not the only ones
with magical powers.
(INHALE)
(EFFORT GRUNT)
(STRAINED GRUNT AND EXHALE)
(MUSIC INTENSIFYING)
(GRUNTING CONTINUES)
(THUD)
(GASPS) I did it!
(GRUNTING WITH EFFORT)
Misha! (YELPS)
(NERLIN) Betty?
I hope you're not going out.
You're still grounded.
(BETTY) I'm just
saying "hi" to Gran.
Misha, you found me.
I told you I would.
Say hello
to your new magic tutor.
YES!
(GIGGLES) Come on, let's go.
(MISHA) Okay, time for
your first magic lesson, Betty.
(BETTY) What's first?
Dematerializing?
Or lightning bolts?
Oh! I've always wanted
to turn my Brussels sprouts
into chocolate balls!
We're going
to start with basics.
Easy. Just lend me
some of your magic.
No, you're on your own
this time.
There's magic in you, Betty.
I can't believe your family
hasn't shown you how to use it.
My family won't let me
do anything.
(MISHA) It's fine.
You can do it.
(GRUNTING)
Relax. Let it come.
(GRUNTING)
Relax!
I'm never gonna relax
if you keep telling me to relax.
(SOFTLY) You feel that?
No.
(GASPS) I hear it!
Hear what?
Close your eyes.
Listen.
(ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC)
What is it?
Your magic surrounding us.
What do I do?
Take it!
Yes, Betty!
Open your eyes!
(THUMPING HEARTBEATS)
(MAGICAL CHIMING)
I did it!
I DID IT! Whoa!
Thank you! Thank you, Misha!
(EXCITED SQUEAK)
Wow! I wish my family
could see me.
Betty Flood making magic!
Did you say
Betty "Flood"?
Yeah. Why?
Oh, it's just...
-The Flood family is--
-What about my family?
Every Magi knows the story
of the Flood family.
But I dunno...
You seem like a nice person
so I won't hold it against you.
What are you talking about?
Betty!
Your parents tried
to overthrow the King.
You know that, right?
No, that's not what happened.
The King threw my father
in prison for playing music.
Your parents led
a revolution, Betty.
That's why they're on the run.
It broke King Murkhart's heart.
His own daughter.
No! They had to escape.
Murkhart wanted my father dead.
Sorry B, but that's not
the story we all know.
It's getting late.
I should probably go home.
(EERIE MUSIC)
(CHIMING)
Ah, there you are, Betty.
(SPIRITED) Ooh!
How's your gran?
What?
Oh yeah, uh, she's fine.
We're having sushi!
You better get "kraken"
or you'll miss out.
Why won't you just stay still?
Ah, hurry up, Dad.
Not hungry, thanks.
(KRAKEN SNARLING)
(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)
(TUNING UKULELE)
Nat, Abi,
this is Misha, my new...
..math tutor.
She's gonna sit in today.
Nice to meet you.
Ah, cool.
Do you play, Misha?
Feel free to join.
Oh, no-no-no.
I am NOT musical.
(NERVOUS LAUGH)
I don't like music at all,
actually.
I mean... I like it.
I just don't LOVE it.
If that makes sense?
Uh... no?
(SHOCKED) What sort of person
doesn't like music?
Of course Misha loves music.
She just doesn't know it yet.
(CRASHING DRUM SOLO)
Ooh! Ow!
Sorry, but after-school
band practice
without band practice
is just after school, so...
From the top!
Two, three, four...
(SOFT INTRO -
UKULELE AND DRUMS)
(RIFFING FIDDLE)
(MUSIC INTENSIFYING
- ROCK STYLE)
I just got to be me
Tell me that you know
I just got to be me
Ahh
I just got to be me
Tell me that you know
I just got to be me
So what if you don't get it
(GUITAR SOLO)
(BETTY HOLLERING)
(YELPS)
(OUT OF BREATH)
Yeah!
Nailed it.
(PAINED SCREAMING)
(LOUD HISSING)
(BUBBLING)
Hmm, I must've hooked
the electrograph
to the zappitron by accident.
And you're only
working this out now?!
Phew, it smells
like burnt dog in here.
(WIGWAM GIGGLING) Betty!
You weren't supposed
to see this until it was ready.
Ready for what?
I know things
have been hard lately
but your birthday's coming up
and I was thinking
we could have a party!
You know,
with streamers and cake
and games and music
and... humans.
I can have friends over?
-Yes!
-But what about--
Staying hidden?
That's what this is for.
We've pre-loaded this machine
with 10,000 forgetting spells.
We'll put it at the front gate.
Your friends
can all convivialize,
then fall back
into suburban oblivion
with not a shred of memory
of the entire soire.
Nor a shred of skin
at this rate.
Ye of little faith.
Ye of little skill.
-Oh, I--
-Boys, please!
Since the surprise
is ruined anyway,
do you... want a party?
That no one will ever
remember coming to?
Yes, exactly!
Sure. Whatever.
-Fabulous!
-One thing to note.
No one gets passed
the house-protection spell
without being formally invited.
This is going to be... fun!
(WIGWAM GIGGLING)
A birthday party?
Is this her trying
to make up for the fact
that I'm banned
from ever learning magic?
Hey, Betty! Betty!
Wait!
Hey, I want
to show you something.
What?
You think having no magic
is the WORST thing in the world.
-And?
-And you're wrong.
There's something worse.
I'm not in the mood.
Allow me to demonstrate.
(STRAINED GRUNTING)
(GULPING)
(GARGLING)
(SQUEAK)
Huh?
Worse than no magic
is only having SOME.
(SQUEAKING)
My one spell.
Don't tell Winchflat.
(WINCH) Winchflat knows!
(GROANS) So Winchflat
raises the dead!
Well, woopdeedo!
It gets old FAST.
Then it dies,
then it comes back,
then it dies again.
Anyway, YOU!
You get to go out,
eat whatever you want,
roll in whatever you want,
do weewees on whatever you want!
I am NOT a dog.
Well, nobody's perfect!
But I'm just trying to say
you have something
none of us do... a life.
In the human world.
Woo!
(LAUGHING AND HAPPY WHOOPING)
(BOTH GIGGLE AND SIGH)
(BETTY) Beautiful, huh?
Pfft, not much of a view
if you ask me.
Hey, that's my home
you're talking about.
Yeah, well, you should see
the lights where I come from.
The Kingdom of Nahwaer
is the most beautiful city
you've ever seen.
(IMPRESSED SIGH)
That's your real home, Betty.
Wow!
So, I heard your birthday
is coming up.
That's exciting!
Oh yeah, whatever.
Are you having a party?
Because you know,
I LOVE a party.
Well, um...
You see, my mom
is handling the invites.
And she sorta doesn't know
that you... exist
'cause magic, etc.
Betty, it's not like I'm gonna
walk up to your parents
and say, "Hi, I'm Misha.
I teach your daughter magic."
Yeah, but they'll think
it's suss that you're Magi.
So? I think it's suss that
they're rebels
living in exile, lying about it
and forcing their daughter
to be someone she's not.
Sorry, Betty,
but I've got to be honest.
(SIGHS)
You're right.
I know you're right, but...
What can I do?
You're my BEST friend, Betty.
-Really?
-Yes, obviously!
So, invite me to your
birthday party. Please!
I can't.
UGH!
Wait, Misha.
Please, I'm sorry!
(SIGHS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(CHILDREN PLAYING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(GATEWAY WHIRS)
(WINCH) Mmm.
(THUNDER CRACKING)
(CREEPY VOICES) A storm
of death, a violent crunch,
the end is nigh!
(NORMAL)
Please try the punch.
(GASPS IN FRIGHT)
Hello.
-(SCREAMING)
-(GATEWAY WHIRRING)
(GATEWAY WHIRS)
Welcome back, dear.
(SHRIEKS)
(BOTH) Huh?
(GATEWAY WHIRRING)
-(SHRIEKS)
-(BOTH CONFUSED) Huh?
-(GATEWAY WHIRRING)
-(BOTH) Huh...
Everything seems to be
in perfect working order.
-(SHRIEKS)
-(SLY CHUCKLE)
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
Is this a mistake?
Hmm, maybe. You don't know
what they put in these things.
I mean the party.
-Oh, there she is.
-Betty, do you want a hotdog?
No thanks, Dad.
She's been so secretive lately.
Yeah, and she's off her food.
No. I know Betty.
Something's wrong.
That's everyone
on the guest list.
Can we start eating now?
(GROWLS SOFTLY)
Food. I specifically mean food.
(BETTY SIGHS)
O...M...G!
Betty, your house is so wild.
Why didn't you say you
were having a themed party?!
Hey, Abi, glad you came.
Not like you'll remember
any of it.
-Nat and I got you this.
-Oh, thanks.
Where's Nat?
He said he had to water his...
cat... flower?
(DREAMY) Hi, Winchflat.
So, do you like, um... stuff?
Stuff?
No, I prefer corpse reanimation,
personally.
Noooo! Same!
(ALL) Happy birthday, Betty!
Crunching bone-day to goo
Snapping necks, oh boo-hoo
Gorey mirth-birth, dear Betty
Snorey filth-ray in stew
-(APPLAUSE)
-Make a wish, Betty.
(MAGICAL WHOOSH)
Make a wish, Betty.
(APPLAUSE SUBSIDING)
I wish... I wish...
I wish that you
would all stop lying!
-(GASPING)
-Uh-oh...
-(STANIEL) Oh, boy.
-What do you mean, Betty?
I know what REALLY
happened to Grandpa Murkhart!
What you REALLY did to him,
you and Dad.
-(BOTH GASP)
-Betty, let's talk inside.
No! I know who I am now.
Who taught you that?
I did.
(EERIE WHIRRING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
This is Misha.
She taught me, Mom,
when no one else would.
Gonna formally invite me in?
Betty!
Yes, of course.
Come on in.
-I'd LOVE to.
-(GASPS)
Hmm, nice place you have here.
(EERIE VIBRATION)
Huh?
(MUSIC TURNS SINISTER)
(LIGHTBULBS RATTLING
No! What have you done?
(BETTY SCREAMS)
(EVIL LAUGH)
(PANICKED YELLING)
(SINISTER MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MISHA/VOLOS) Like your
birthday surprise?
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
Huh?
Oh B, honey.
That was all me.
You never had ANY magic
and you never will.
You believed
everything I told you.
Ate it all up. Yum-yum-yum.
So deliciously gullible.
Why is that, Betty?
Get back!
(OTHERWORLDLY SHRIEKING)
(STANIEL YELPING)
(THUNDERING SHOTS)
(SNARLING)
Betty, hide!
(EERIE SHRIEK)
Ah-hah! (YELPS)
Not this time!
Betty!
If you want my daughter,
you'll have to go through me!
If you insist.
(NERLIN HOLLERING)
Nerlin!
Run, Betty!
Mom!
(SINISTER MUSIC BUILDS)
(HOLLERING)
-(WIND WHOOSHING)
-No!
(DRAMATIC, SINISTER MUSIC)
(SCREAMING)
(MUSIC ENDS ABRUPTLY)
Hello, dear.
(SCREAMS) Gran!
I'm sorry, but... (SCREAMS)
It's fine. Tea?
(SHEEPISH) Um, no thanks.
Huh? Whoa.
If you're gonna be dead,
you may as well
be comfortable, right?
(EARTH RUMBLING)
Quite the party up there.
(DEJECTED SIGH)
Oh, what's there to cry about?
I saved ya, didn't I?
I invited Misha into our house
It's all my fault.
Yup, pretty much.
Oh, great pep talk, Gran.
Well, you made this mess
so YOU clean it up.
W-What can I do against
Misha and Murkhart?
Oh, I've got more magic
in my left bum cheek
than Murkhart ever had
in his whole floppy body.
But then, can't you go?
I would but I'm dead.
This is a job for the living.
Now, get out of my coffin!
(HEAVY PANTING)
(GRUNTING)
Mom? Dad?
Where is everyone?
(DEBRIS RUMBLING)
Oh, it's all my fault. Huh?
The 'Song of the Clef'!
I'm going to find you,
Misha and you're going to wish
you never ever messed
with me or my family.
(NAT) Um, sorry?
Aw, did I just miss
the greatest party ever?
Nat, you came!
Well, I wasn't going to.
Nat, I've been such a jerk.
I'm so sorry.
Nah, it's okay, we're cool.
-So, redecorating, are we?
-Don't ask.
I need to go.
I need to get to Nahwaer.
-What's Nahwaer?
-The Kingdom of Nahwaer.
The Kingdom... of Nahwaer?
I just find it ama--
(PANICKED SCREECH)
Did someone say Nahwaer?
-You really want to go Nahwaer?
-(BETTY) Yes!
(SQUELCHY YAWN)
You like tongue?
What... in the name...
of all heck... is that?!
I don't have time to explain.
Sorry, Nat, I've gotta go.
Wait!
I have no idea
what's going on right now
but I'm coming with you.
Me too.
Abi, are you okay?
I'm fine.
Well, apart from the fact
that Misha's
a giant spider tornado!
-I KNEW it!
-You did not.
Well, I knew she was bad news.
-We're coming with you, Betty.
-You can't. It's not safe!
Would you please just listen
to the people
who actually care about--
(SCREAMS)
Nat! (SCREAMS)
OMG, guys!
(SCREAMS)
(WORM) Alright, here we go.
We're on a road to Nahwaer
Chugga-chugga-chugga...
(TENSE MUSIC)
(GRUNTS)
(MOANING)
(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
Uh... (GASPS)
(MOANING CONTINUES)
(BETTY) Uh...
(SOFT WHIMPERING)
Betty, they're going to eat
my face off.
-Shh.
-Stay back. I'm warning you!
Hello, Betty Flood.
We wish you no harm.
How do you know
my friend's name?
Hmm...
Uncle Knute!
Oh, I'm so glad I found you.
I need your help.
Murkhart has my family.
We need to find them!
I'm afraid I can't help you.
Us Clefs are nothing
against the might of Murkhart.
But... you have music.
Music is your power.
(CLEF WOMAN)
The music is forgotten.
Uncle Knute, that can't be true.
(CLEF MAN)
It's true. It's too late!
Maybe THIS will remind you.
Our song?
I thought all record
of it was destroyed.
Dad kept it safe.
Now you can play
the 'The Song of the Clef'
and overthrow Murkhart.
-Is it true?
-Can it be?
(GENTLE HARP PLAYING)
We can learn this
but it's going to take time.
Nat, Abi,
show 'em how it's done.
I've got to find my family.
Follow me.
(SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES)
This will take you
to the upper levels.
(EXHALES) Thank you.
Good luck, Betty Flood.
(EFFORT GRUNTS) Yuck!
(DETERMINED ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(HEAVY PANTING)
(YELPING)
(GRUNTING)
(COUGHS)
Worst... birthday... ever.
(EFFORT GRUNT)
(SINISTER STRINGS AND BRASS)
(GASPS)
-Mom!
-Oh, Betty.
-You need to go!
-Just as soon as I get you out.
(STRAINING)
Use your magic.
What? Mom, I don't--
Listen to me carefully.
Your magic isn't like other Magi
because it combines the power
of the Clef's music.
Do you understand?
Music?
And magic?
Remember the prophecy.
You have to bring
the two together in harmony.
Wait, I don't--
What's this?
A little family reunion?
How touching.
-Betty, get out of here!
-(GASPS)
(GROWLING)
(BETTY GASPS)
-(GOBLINS GRUNT)
(MURKHART) Betty!
(CHEERFUL) How about a hug
for your old grandpa?
Hi-five, then?
Fist-bump?
No?
(DEJECTED SIGH)
I had resigned myself
to my dynasty coming to an end
with my tragic death.
But now that
I've found you, Betty,
we can begin planning
for the future.
With you by my side,
no one can stop us.
Sorry to disappoint, Gramps,
but I won't be much help.
I have no magic.
I want to be with my family.
As do I, my dear.
That's ALL I ever wanted.
(CLUTTERED SINGING)
When I'm lost and saddening
Melody comes
and brings on a gladdening
Alright, thanks everyone.
Thank you.
Maybe they HAVE forgotten
how to be musicians.
It's not us. It's you.
Can we try without the...
accompaniment?
(CLICKS TONGUE, MOANS)
How are we going to turn them
into a musical army NOW?!
Like this.
(RICH VOICE)
It's time for the music
Time for the music
(STRINGED ACCOMPANIMENT)
Whoa!
Let go your troubles
Let go your pain
(MUSIC WANES)
Hungry, granddaughter?
Oh, now don't be like that.
Here's a little something
I prepared earlier.
-(MURKHART CACKLING)
-(CHAINS RATTLING)
(NERLIN GROANING)
Mom, Dad!
Have a seat.
(BETTY CLAMORING)
(SCREAMS, GASPS)
(MURKHART GROWLS)
-Hey, bestie.
-(MURKHART) Now, now!
We're all trying to have
a lovely dinner.
No bickering at the table.
(VOLOS' VOICE) Can't we avoid
all this nonsense
(MISHA'S VOICE)
and just execute them all, Sire?
Execution?
Eh, well...
But it's just so final,
isn't it?
Ah, but I do appreciate
your zeal, Volos.
(DEJECTED SIGH)
Of course, my Lord.
Look, it's just SO wonderful
to be together again.
A toast!
They're chained to their chairs!
Ah, yes. (SLURPING)
Well, it doesn't
have to be this way.
But that all depends on YOU.
Doesn't it?
I would love nothing more
than for us
to all be one, big, happy,
MAGICAL family.
All that's required
is for you to join me
on the throne.
You'd set them free if I did?
(HESITANT) Yes, as long as
they behave themselves.
All your grandfather ever wanted
was to make a safe,
happy home for your family.
And for ALL magical beings.
(DISDAINFUL)
One without the foul corruption
of MUSIC.
If I'd had that, I would have
been the happiest Magi
that ever lived.
(VOICE BREAKING) But instead,
my heart was crushed and I--
(BETTY) I'll do it.
-Wait, what?
I'll join you, sure.
Whatever. Sounds fun.
How very wise, Betty.
You clearly take after me.
(MAGICAL WHOOSHING)
Ah!
(MUFFLED GROANS)
What about Dad?
Oh, him?
Well, never mind about him.
What happens to Dad?
Well, does it matter?
He's not really family, is he?
He's just a...
(STAMMERING)
Clef! A common minstrel.
What will you do with him?
He'll be exiled from Nahwaer
to the dread kingdom
of Fahwaer!
(BETTY) What?
It's unpleasant,
to say the least.
It is a far-off rotscape,
filled with every horror
imaginable.
Gross things.
Slithery and slippery things.
Tentacles,
talons, tails.
Creeping, crawling things
that torment
every waking moment
and make sleep impossible.
No! I'll join you.
I'll give up magic but
I'll never give up my family.
Any of them--
ENOUGH!
(IRRITATED) I was hoping
we could have
ONE civil family dinner.
But that just seems impossible.
Please don't do this!
Too late, B.
(VOLOS' VOICE) It's done!
(TENSE MUSIC)
(CROWD MUTTERING)
(NERLIN GROANS)
Move it, Clef scum.
I said move it!
What an uncouth
little pox bottle.
Why, thank you!
(REGAL MUSIC)
(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)
My loyal subjects,
allow me to introduce
my granddaughter
and heir,
the one and only
Princess Betty!
(BETTY) Whoa!
(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)
(ANGRY) And let me also
introduce her traitorous family,
the Floods!
(BOOING)
Nerlin Flood,
you are charged
with being an annoyance to me
and a blight
on the life of my family.
Uh... And a Clef to boot!
I hereby sentence you
to be banished
for all eternity in...
FAHWAER!
-(FLOODS GASP)
-(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)
Open the portal!
(SNICKERING)
(METALLIC CLANKING)
(FEROCIOUS SNARLING)
(GASPING)
(SLOBBERY PURRING)
(WHIMPERS)
I hear Fahwaer's
really, really disgusting.
(SNIFFS) Smells like it.
I am so sad
it has come to this.
(EMOTIONAL)
My daughter, a princess,
had a life bursting with magic.
She could've had...
ANYTHING!
But she chose the one thing
that could bring
our whole world down!
MUSIC!
(CROWD BOOING)
(SOFTLY) Would you like...
like to say a few words?
I'd like to say one last thing
to my family.
Of course, my dear.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Prepare yourselves, Floods!
Because magic is not
the only power in this world.
What?!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
How DARE you!
You didn't always
hate music, Father.
What are you talking about?
(GENTLE, CLEAR VOICE)
These splinters of light
Making rainbows
and daydreams...
Our song!
-We're alone with no cares
-It's been so long.
In the world
These splinters of light
In between me and you
Whispering that your dreams
Can all come true
You betrayed your people.
You abandoned me.
I chose love.
We should never have run,
I can see that now.
We should've stayed
and helped you understand
that music and magic
CAN live in harmony.
(VOLOS) Oh come on, seriously?
That makes me sick
to my stomach.
I am ending this NOW!
If you want something done
properly, do it yourself.
Betty, get out of there!
(SPIDER LEGS TAPPING)
(SHRIEKING)
Get back, Betty!
(YELPS)
Enough!
(LAUGHING)
Oh, you're cute.
Use your magic!
But... I don't have any.
You do! You're the
child of Clef AND Magi.
(VOLOS) Are you scared yet?
Are you nervous?
Are you scared? Come on, really.
(SINISTER) You have no magic
and you never will.
(MUSIC WANES)
I can't do it.
Remember the prophecy, Betty.
Your power comes
from music and magic together.
(VOLOS SNICKERING) Look at you!
How small do you feel now, huh?
(VOLOS LAUGHING)
When I'm lost
and saddening
Melody comes
and brings on a gladdening
(PAINED SCREAM)
-It's time for the music
-(GASPING)
Time for the music
Let go your troubles
Let go your pain
You can't stop the music
Can't stop the music
Hearts filling up
And hopeful again
(CROWD SCREAMING)
Yes, go, Betty!
The legend...
..is true.
(VOLOS) Yes, Sire!
We've gotta destroy her
before it's too late.
The magic must prevail.
The child must die.
NO!
No?
I've changed my mind.
What?!
You promised we would rule
FOREVER!
Well, things change.
Family comes first.
No...
Well, you know what?
This is exactly
the kind of backstabbery
that makes me
really, REALLY... angry.
(THREATENING MUSIC)
Hear me, Magi!
Your king has betrayed you.
He has sold out your kingdom
to music and the Clef!
(CROWD BOOING)
Stand with me
and make Nahwaer magic again!
(CROWD CHEERING)
Alrighty then, Floods,
time to get busy.
Not so fast, Nerlin.
It's okay, Father.
We'll handle these philistines.
Oh, Staniel,
ready to have some fun?
I was BORN ready!
Ah-hah!! Observe brother,
as I wipe these knuckle-draggers
off the face of--
(GROWLING AND GRUNTING)
What on earth?!
(GOBLINS) Huh?
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
(STANIEL) Watch this...
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
A rubber chicken?!
(LAUGHING UPROARIOUSLY)
(SCREECHING)
(SQUEAKING)
Ah! Did you know it could--
No idea.
(MAGI SUBJECT) Traitors!
Can you do it again?
No, one time thing.
Get them!
Any idea how this one turns out?
Leg of frog and demon eyes,
prepare yourselves
for a SURPRISE!
Oh goodie, I DO love surprises.
(YELPS)
(MAGI SUBJECTS CLAMORING)
I won't let you hurt them,
Volos.
(STRAINED GRUNTS)
Have you been
going to the gymnasium?
-(PAINED YELP)
-Come on, let's go!
Help!
-Oh no, you don't.
-Thanks, Dad.
Oh, that is so touching.
My heart bleeds.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(BETTY GASPS)
Three generations
of doomed Magi.
(WHIMPERING)
Tell me B, did you really
think you could show up
with your little song
and dance
and win?
(GASPING) Uh...
(SINGING IN DISTANCE)
(DISORDERLY BUZZING)
(WINCHFLAT GASPS)
(ALL CLAMORING)
(POWERFUL SINGING)
It's time for the music
-(IRON GATE CLANKING)
-Time for the music
Let go your troubles
Let go your pain
You can't stop the music...
Oh NO! Stop that music!
(PAINED SCREAMS)
Please, tell them to stop!
(MUSIC BUILDS)
It's time for the music
Time for the music
Let go your troubles
-Let go your pain
-Betty, please!
-You can't top the music...
-(MISHA) You're my best friend!
(VOLOS GROANING)
Oh, I need a doctor!
-Hearts filling up
-(PAINED HOWL)
And hopeful again
(MUSIC WANING)
(WHOOSHING)
(VOLOS GASPING AND GROANING)
Hearts filling up
And hopeful again
(VOLOS SCREECHING)
-(BETTY GIGGLES)
-(MUSIC ENDS)
-(CROWD CHEERING)
-You are simply... magic!
Yeah, I couldn't
have said it better myself.
-(GASPS)
-(NERLIN) Look.
Magi and Clef
together in harmony!
It's just as
the legend foretold.
I think there's someone who'd
like to say hello to you, Dad.
-Oh, my brother!
-Hello, Nerlin.
Oh, Knute.
How I've missed you
all these years.
And I you.
(CONTENTED SIGHS)
Bit soon for that, Father.
Yes, of course.
-Hey, Dad?
-Yes, Betty?
Can we go home now?
We sure can.
(WHOOPING AND CHEERING)
(MAGICAL SIZZLING)
Welcome, you magical maniacs.
As you know, Betty's 13th
birthday party was cut short.
THIS is a do-over.
So, put your hands together
for a talented young lady
made of music and magic.
The one, the only...
BETTY FLOOD!
(LOUD CHEERING)
Best... birthday... ever!
You deserve it.
I did nearly get Dad executed.
And destroyed the house.
Nothing a little magic
won't fix.
I'm proud of you, Betty.
-(ABI CLEARS THROAT)
-Huh?
Betty, I hate to interrupt
a beautiful family moment but...
GET YOUR BUTT UP HERE!
(CHEERING)
Alright, Betty!
(CHEERING)
-Everyone, make some noise
for Betty Flood
and the Musical Magi!
(CHEERING GROWS LOUDER)
Nice! Bass suits you.
Two, three, four.
(HI-ENERGY DRUM INTRO)
And in your
perfect little world
I'm your perfect little girl
But that's not me
Well life is changed
and so am I
Cross my heart
and hope to fly
Away from here
With the magic of the song
I just know that
I will never get it wrong
But I
I just got to be me
Tell me that you know
I just got to be me
Ahh ahh
I just got to be me
(MUSIC WANING)
Hey, Gramps.
Betty! Go enjoy your party.
Just bringing you a plate
before Staniel eats everything,
including the plate.
Thanks, sweety.
Oh, watch your step.
(GROANS) Worms sure
do make a lot of mess.
Yeah, who knew?
How's your mom?
Still mad at me?
She'll come around.
(SINISTER SNICKERING)
Right, shall we pick up
where we left off?
So, making a thing grow
is one kind of magic.
Changing its color
is a different kind altogether.
(INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC BUILDING)
(HI-ENERGY DRUM INTRO)
And you said you knew
my type
But I'm not the one you like
But that's okay with me
'Cause life is changed
and so am I
Cross my heart
and hope to fly
Away from here
With the magic of the song
I just know that I will never
get it wrong,
'Cause I
I just got to be me
Tell me that you know
I just got to be me
Ahh ahh
I just got to be me
Tell me that you know
I just got to be me
So what if you don't get it
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)
And in your perfect
little world
I'm your perfect little girl
But that's not me
Well life is changed
and so am I
Cross my heart
and hope to fly
Away from here
And I know you wanna see me
the same way
And I know you weren't
expecting me to change
'Cause I
I just got to be me
So what if you don't get it
(UPBEAT ROCK OUTRO)
(FAST-PACED SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(MUSIC ENDS)
(ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC)
(EERIE MUSIC)
(WIND WHOOSHING)
(BANGING AND CRASHING)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
(ANESKA) Quick! Get in.
(NERLIN) Hold on, everyone!
-(SCREAMING)
-(CART CLATTERING)
(FAST-PACED MUSIC)
How did he find us?!
(CROSSBOWS BLASTING)
(ANESKA YELPS)
(BARKING)
-Nerlin, we need to go faster.
-Hold on!
(MECHANISM GRINDS, CLUNKS)
Hyah! Hyah!
Faster! Come on!
(NERLIN LAUGHS TRIUMPHANTLY)
(SHOUTING)
Nowhere to run, Nerlin!
Oh, you fools!
Bring them to me!
(ENGINES REVVING)
(SINISTER GROANING)
(YELPS)
Aneska, you shouldn't
be out here.
-Think of Sharon!
-Sharon? Who's Sharon?
The baby!
We are NOcalling the baby Sharon!
Well, we have
to call the baby something.
(EXCITING ACTION MUSIC)
(ENGINES REVVING)
I've said it before
and I'll say it again.
Babies NEED names!
(MUSIC BUILDS)
Look, if we don't agree
on a name,
we'll end up with a nameless
baby, going around... nameless.
We don't want that!
(WOLVES SNARLING)
Ohh! This is not good!
-(LOUD SNAP)
-Stop! NERLIN!
Aneska!
Aneska, I need you
to tell me something.
-Yes?
-Is it a hard "no" on Sharon?
Or more of a "maybe"?
Now is NOT the time
for this conversation, Nerlin.
-(SNITCH) Give it up, Nerlin!
-Give it up?
-I'm just getting started.
-(CROSSBOW BLASTING)
(GOBLINS HOLLERING)
Okay. So! How about Alvina?
Sounds like something
for upset stomachs.
-Flora?
-Too flowery.
-Brook?
-Too deep.
Aspen? Whoa!
Too lofty!
(METALLIC CLANKING)
(CARRIAGE CREAKING)
(SCREECHING)
(GROANS)
Right, I've got it!
How about The Baby
Formerly Known as Sharon?
Nerlin!
What? I think it's quite modern.
(ANNOYED SIGH)
(WHOOSHING)
(THUNDER CRACKING)
(GASPS)
Come home, Aneska.
Never!
(VOLOS CACKLING)
(WHIRRING AND BUZZING)
Uh-oh!
Stay away from my family!
(ANESKA GRUNTING)
(HISSING)
You will have
to do better than that.
(WIGWAM HAT WHIMPERS)
(MUSIC INTENSIFYING)
-(GASPS)
-No!
(ANESKA GROANING)
-Aneska!
-(ANESKA SIGHS)
-Here.
-Ugh! What is that?
-It's bullfrog and mayo.
-Oh, no.
(SIGHS)
(WEAKLY) Volos is too powerful.
(MENACING HISS)
Ow!
Nope! No way.
You have to!
No! I played it once.
I vowed never EVER
to play it again.
What other choice do we have?
Time's up, Floods.
Nerlin, please play
the 'Song of the Clef.'
(SAD AND BEAUTIFUL TUNE)
(VOLOS SCREECHES)
(MYSTICAL TINKLING)
(PAINED HOLLERING)
Stop! Stop that music!
(MOANING)
(MUSIC INTENSIFYING)
Music! Music!
I don't like music!
(PAINED HOLLERING CONTINUES)
MUSIIIC!
(INTENSE FIDDLE CONTINUES)
(FADE TO GENTLE OUTRO)
At last.
We're finally safe.
What do you think of...
..Betty?
Betty?
Ah... I like it.
Betty Flood.
(NERLIN) Let's go somewhere
Murkhart will never find us.
(GENTLE STRINGS AND PIANO)
(DRAMATIC ORGAN AND GUITAR)
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
(CHILDREN CHATTERING)
(MUDDLED PLAYING OF 'WHEN
THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN')
(GROANING)
(CRUNCH)
(MOANS) Eh...
(LIGHT THUMPING)
-(SPITS)
-(YELPS)
-(SPEAKER FEEDBACK)
-(MR KUMAR GROANS)
(MELODIC AND ELEGANT FIDDLE)
(GASPS EXCITEDLY, CHUCKLES)
(SYNCOPATED BASS ACCOMPANIMENT)
(HUMMING)
(BETTY GIGGLES)
(SMOOTH JAMMING)
(FAST-PACED RIFFING)
(FIDDLE AND UKULELE OUTRO)
(MUSIC ENDS)
Betty, that was...
Awesome!
We should start a band!
We should TOTALLY start a band.
We'll go on a world tour,
sell out stadiums,
fly on private jets...
(STRUMS UKULELE)
and have 24-hour catering!
Always thinking
about his stomach. (LAUGHS)
Hey, Betty, is your brother
coming to the school concert?
-You mean Winchflat?
-(DREAMY) Yeah, Winchflat.
-Ugh, gross!
-Okay, cool it, Abi.
My family don't really come
to school stuff.
-How come?
-Oh, you know.
They have a hard time
being normal in public.
Yoo-hoo! Betty!
Speaking of which...
-Hello, Betty.
-Hi, Mom.
Abi, Nat, marvelous to, em...
-(WIGWAM HAT) Hello!
-No!
-(WIGWAM GRUMBLING)
-Sorry, bad hair day.
So! You kids been doing any,
em... growing lately?
-Mom!
-How are your bones?
I hear it can be
quite painful to grow them,
especially in the shinbones.
How are your shinbones?
Mom, stop asking
about their shinbones.
It's weird.
Weird?! (AWKWARD CHUCKLE)
Who's weird?
I'm not weird.
I'm completely normal!
I'm really
a very normal mom, see?
Oh, is that the back of my hand?
Oh, must be time to go.
Come on, Betty!
Betty's mom is...
-I know, right? She's so cool!
-(ABI SIGHS)
Mom, why do you have to be so
weird in front of my friends?
Weird? I wasn't being weird.
I was totally normal.
I was blending in.
Being abnormal is going
to get us into trouble.
(BETTY) You're the abnormal one.
I mean, why did you have
to wear Wigwam to school?
(WIGWAM SNARLS)
That's right.
Wigwam's not the problem.
It's how you spoke to me
in front of your friends.
Here we go again.
Sure, I'm a magical being...
-(EARBUD MUSIC BLARES)
-..doing a GREAT job hiding it.
I'm perfectly normal
when I need to be.
-(ENGINES REVVING)
-(HORN HONKING)
All I ask
is don't say stuff like,
"Don't be weird"
in front of your friends.
(HORN BLARING)
They weren't thinking I was
weird until you said it, okay?
Anyway, there's
nothing weird about
asking growing kids
about their growing bones!
-(GASPS)
-Betty! Watch out!
(BUZZING)
-(QUIETLY) Mom.
-That was very dangerous, Betty.
-Yes, but--
-Yes, I used magic in public.
-I know, but I--
-No, Mom.
-I had to and if anyone saw--
-Mom!
Mom, stop!
That was AMAZING.
Now let's get home.
Murkhart has eyes everywhere.
(BETTY HUMMING)
-That was SO cool, Mom.
-Was it?
Yeah!
You were like, "Whoosh!"
So fast,
I didn't even see you coming.
I wish I could do that.
I'd be like,
"Piow! Piow! Piow!"
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Hey, Gran!
Hello, Betty dear!
(LOUD EXPLOSION)
(CAR ALARM SOUNDS)
-(DOOR THUDS)
-(HOLLERING) Winchflaaat!
(CLOCK CHIMES)
-(SINISTER ORGAN)
-(MOANING)
(BETTY GASPS)
Argh!
(WINCHFLAT) Not so fast!
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
Winchflat!
-No loose zombies in the house!
-Oh, it's fine, mother.
Not like anyone died.
Well, no one who wasn't
already dead. (CHUCKLES)
(ANESKA) Hmm...
Who cut the lights?
(YELPS)
Ouch.
Ah-hah!
Thank you, dear.
How was your day, Betty?
Oh, it was great, Dad.
We had band practice
and then on the way home,
Mom did magic and saved my life!
Excuse me, Betty.
Forgive the interruption.
May I interest you
in a tiny spot of after-school
corpse reanimation?
Oh, yes!
Hold on. Homework first,
please, Betty.
Then MAYBE you
can help your brother...
Um... Uh...
Walk the ephemeral tightrope
between life and death?
-Yes, that. I think.
-Using magic?
Yes. No! Of course not.
What was I thinking? No way!
-Guys!
-You know the rules, Betty.
No magic for you.
(GROANS) So unfair!
(SIGHS) I wish I was magical.
Open sesame!
(DEJECTED SIGH)
Hocus kapocus!
(IN IRISH)
My cat's curse be upon you!
(SIGHS, GASPS)
(CREEPY VOICES) From Stygian
depths the demon is calling.
This is now
your FINAL WARNING!
(NORMAL VOICES)
The dinner's ready.
Wha... Morbid! Silent!
Couldn't you just text me
or something?
I hope you
brought your appetite!
Ugh, unicorn stew again?
You said you
liked your meat "rare".
-(CHUCKLING) Get it?
(BETTY) Dad!
Hey, how was school today?
Did ya sniff any new books?
Ugh, Staniel,
humans don't do that.
Pfft, their loss.
(MAGICAL BUZZING AND BUBBLING)
Ugh, is that...
External digestion. Yes, indeed.
Well identified, Betty.
Messy business.
These days, I prefer
the gentleman's method.
(LAUGHS)
It's like that, is it?!
Well then,
how about some bread?
Sure, I'm carb loading!
(GOBBLING AND GULPING)
(SIGHS) Seriously?
-Careful!
-(GAGGING)
I don't think anyone wants
to see YOUR external digestion.
Gross! Mom, make them stop!
(GASPING) Water...
Kids! No magic
at the dinner table, please.
(DISAPPOINTED SIGHS)
(WHEEZY) Gluten intolerant.
So, Quicklime Games
this weekend.
How's training going, boys?
All signs point to
this being
our best sortie yet.
Can I come this year?
No, Betty.
We've talked about this.
-No, we haven't.
-Yes, we have.
-Why can't I come?
-Because you're too young.
I'm almost 13!
Betty, please.
-Give me one good reason!
Listen, you can't go because
it is not for you, alright?
What's THAT supposed to mean?
Sorry, Betty.
It's just Quicklime is an arena
for magical beings.
-You mean like all my siblings?
-(STANIEL BURPS)
-(HESITANT) Yes.
-But not me?
Betty, you're...
Well, you're not like
your brothers and sisters.
You see, they were all
created with magic spells.
Rat-eye jam and pond-loach fins.
That's the recipe for us twins.
That's true. So, you see--
Yeah, it turns out my spell
was contaminated with dog hair.
-Hence, uh, this.
-Well, that too, but--
Meanwhile I was
artisanally handcrafted
from rich mahogany, a book of
sonnets and Dracula's eyeliner.
Okay, great.
Thanks, everyone.
Well, what about me?
You were BORN.
Like how humans are born.
What way was that?
You know,
the old-fashioned way.
-(AWKWARD COUGH)
-What are you not telling me?
-Nothing!
-We swear!
What AM I really?
Some insect person
you adopted from an ant colony?
Am I from outer space
or something?
Or am I secretly the chosen one
who has come to save
the future for ALL magickind?
I think it's time
we changed the subject.
Great idea!
Ah, who'd like a big scoop
of troll cream for dessert?
-(ALL) Me!
-Yes, don't be shy.
(MELANCHOLY STRINGS)
Cheer up, Betty.
Magic isn't the only power
in this world.
(UPLIFTING PLAYING)
This is a song of my people,
the Clef.
(MUSIC ENDS)
Have I ever told you
the story of the Clef?
A long time ago,
in the Kingdom of Nahwaer,
the Clef were conquered
by a horrible tyrant.
He was a Magi, like your mom.
Is that why we left?
Yes.
-He banned music.
-Why?
Because he feared it.
There are certain songs
that are more powerful than even
the strongest of magic,
you know.
(NERLIN HUMMING SOFTLY)
Whoa!
Let's play this one, Dad.
No. No!
Uh, no.
Not right now.
(SINGING MAGICAL MELODY)
(MECHANISMS CLICKING)
Why can't we play this song?
It's, um...
It's getting late.
I'll teach it to you,
and all the old songs,
when the time comes.
Patience, Betty.
(WOLVES HOWLING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Watch out!
Giant rubber chicken!
(SNORING)
What's that doing here?
(SNORING CONTINUES)
(MUMBLING) Me expect
a rubber chicken but...
(SNORING) ..not a giant
rubber chicken.
Maybe a smaller rubber chicken.
(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)
(TANK BUBBLING)
(FURNITURE CRASHING)
-(SUBMERGED BUBBLING)
-Yes, I heard that too, Howard.
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
Cherry pie?
Yeah, sure, I'll have a slice.
Nom, nom.
(SNORING)
(SINGING MAGICAL MELODY)
(BLOWING RASPBERRIES)
Ugh, no. That's not it!
-(SINGING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
Some late night music practice,
Betty?
Shh! You see, um,
Dad showed me some music
and, um, I couldn't sleep
so I thought I would practice.
Dad's musical lock
is impossible to crack.
You could sing to it
for a thousand nights
and still not find
the right combination.
-But you COULD force it.
-With magic?
-(GASPS) You can teach me?
-Absolutely not.
(SWEETLY) Please, Winch.
Mom will KILL me
if she finds out.
(BETTY SIGHS SOFTLY)
(MAGICAL WHOOSHING)
(WINDOWS CREAK)
(MAGICAL BUZZING)
You working out, Winch?
I ordered a "body-building" kit.
It wasn't what
I thought it was.
(BUZZING CONTINUES)
Understand something!
Whatever you see does not
go beyond these walls.
(MOCKING) Woo! Let's go!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Slow down, jazz hands.
(MAGICAL BUZZING)
(ELEVATED BUZZING)
(CLICK)
Whoa!
Could you just...
(PLAYS 'SONG OF THE CLEF')
(MYSTICAL TINKLING)
Huh! Uh...
(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
Ooh, that shouldn't happen.
What's going on, Winch?
(LOUD EXPLOSION)
(EERIE MUSIC)
(SHARP STRINGS)
(BOTH COUGHING)
Quick, put it back.
Mom hears NOTHING about this.
(EERIE MUSIC)
(MACHINERY CLICKING)
(VIBRATING ECHO)
(CRACKLING)
We shall see, Volos.
(GATES CLINKING)
(DRONES WHIRRING)
(MURKHART) See you soon, Floods.
(WHIRRING)
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
(GASPS)
YOU are coming with me.
(ECHOING THUD)
(UNEASY MUSIC)
-(SIZZLING)
-(BUBBLES POPPING)
Shh.
-Ah!
-Morning!
Hello, sunshine!
Would you like an omelet.
They're made with cow's eggs!
Hmm? Cows lay eggs?
Not just any cows.
Moo-gical cows!
-Dad...
-(SNICKERING)
Morning!
Did everyone sleep well?
(BOTH) Yes, thanks.
(RAPID GOBBLING)
So, school concert is tonight.
Are you all coming?
-Of course.
-Wouldn't miss it for the world.
Omens dark and bleak
and swirling.
We foresee the night unfurling.
Super great for you, Betty!
Hmm. Why do
I not feel reassured?
At the very least, you need
not worry about us, Betty.
We'll be on our best behavior.
Won't we, Staniel?
Yeah, I'm seven days clean
from biting people.
I haven't
licked a stranger in...
Hmm... since Monday.
(LIGHT MUSIC)
Huh! Get a load
of these weirdos.
-(GASPS)
-Did I say that out loud?
Hello, puppy.
-(STANIEL, QUIETLY) Oh no. Help!
-You're on your own, old chum.
Who's a good doggie?
-Who's a good boy?
-I'm a good boy.
-Who's a good boy?
-Yes, I am! Yes, I AM!
(COOING) Aren't you
the cutest ball of fluff!
(STANIEL GROANING)
-Oh, not my tail. Not my tail!
-Yes, you are. Yes, you are.
Yes, you are!
Stop me, Winchflat.
I'm gonna roll over!
Oh no, don't roll over.
(CHUCKLES)
I'm rollin' over... I'm rollin'
over! (SATISFIED GIGGLE)
That's a very good tummy scratch
for a VERY good boy.
Yes, I love a tummy scratch.
Ah, the shame!
Okay, alright.
Let's keep moving, shall we?
Oh, goodbye,
you gorgeous little puppy!
Ah, thank goodness.
You think anyone saw me do that?
What? Be a dog?
Yeah, it was perfect.
You nailed it.
Ugh, it's so embarrassing.
You want to know what I think?
Yeah.
I think you are a VERY GOOD BOY!
Ah yeah, laugh it up!
If anyone tells me
to "sit" though,
we are going to have a problem.
(MECHANICAL CLICKING)
(INSTRUMENTS TUNING)
Welcome parents, carers, family,
to an evening of musical...
(SHARP, BOOMING NOTES)
..magnificence.
(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)
(FIDDLE LEAD - 'WHEN
THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN')
(SMOOTH ACCOMPANIMENT)
(SNAZZY RIFFING)
Who needs magic when you've got
that kind of talent?
(YELPS)
(SMOOTH PLAYING CONTINUES)
Where are the twins?
I'll go find them.
(SONG FADING)
(UNEASY MUSIC)
(SIGHS)
Your future's short,
the end is bitter.
Our best advice
is that you flitter...
..off.
I HATE poetry!
It isn't poetry.
(SNARLING)
It's a prophecy.
Yes, well, I hate those too.
(VICIOUS SNARLING)
(CROSSBOWS BLASTING)
(WHIMPERING)
Sit, doggie!
You told him to sit?
You're going to regret that.
(SNITCH SHRIEKING)
(YELPS)
..1,675,000 degrees Celsius!
-Whoa!
-(EXPLOSION)
(CAR ALARM SOUNDING)
(CAR ALARM)
(SONG ENDS)
Wonderful. Wonderful.
Thank you, everyone.
Um, Mr Kumar?
Would it be okay
if I played just one more song?
Oh... Of course, Betty.
This is a special song
from my family's homeland.
Aw!
('SONG OF THE CLEF')
(MYSTICAL TINKLING)
You taught her
the 'Forbidden Song'?
-No, of course I didn't.
-Then how is she--
We have to stop her.
-Betty!
-No!
-Keep it quiet.
-Quiet down.
We can't make a scene.
-But what if--
-Let her play.
What's the worst
that could happen?
(MYSTICAL TINKLING)
(WHIMPERING)
Brace for poetic justice.
(GASPS)
Rather poor timing, Betty.
(GRUNTING)
(CROSSBOW FIZZLES)
(MUSIC ENDS)
The howling sprites
of dark portend.
Now you'll meet a brutal end!
What?
(GROWLING)
You shouldn't
have told me to sit!
(SNITCH) Ow! Sit! Sit!
Stop it!
Prophecy fulfilled!
(SNITCH) Bad dog. Ow!
(MAGICAL BUZZING)
I don't think anyone saw
our little scrimmage.
We're covering it up now.
(EERIE METALLIC ECHO)
(SNIFFING) Mm-hmm.
-(FAINT CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)
-Hmm.
-(BUZZING)
-(BETTY) Why are you so angry?
It was just a song!
Just a song?!
(SCOFFS)
What else doesn't she know?
Shh, what are you doing?
I know a lot of things,
actually.
Our home country
is the Kingdom of Nahwaer.
Mom and Dad's people,
the Magi and the Clef,
are both from there
and we left
because a terrible tyrant
tried to ban music.
Right, and that's
all she needs to know.
Do you know the tyrant
is our grandfather?
What?!
(SIGHS) There's a lot
we haven't told you, Betty.
(SHARP EXHALE)
Sit with me, Betty.
It's time I told you everything.
(TIMID) Uh... come on, kids.
I-I'll put the kettle on.
That song you played
is forbidden, Betty.
In Nahwaer, it's known as
'The Song of the Clef.'
Why is it forbidden?
Because for centuries...
the Magi and the Clef
were at war,
fighting for control
of Nahwaer.
And while the Magi
had great magical powers,
the Clef possessed
an ancient song
that cancelled all magic.
After decades of fighting,
the ancient kings declared
peace should be made.
The Magi promised never to use
their magic against the Clef.
The Clef promised never again
to play that forbidden song.
However, many many years later,
that truce was broken.
One day my father,
King Murkhart, and I
were by the riverbank while
we sang a special song we shared
since I was a little girl.
Where alone with no cares
in the world
My eyes were drawn to a handsome
young Clef on the river.
He played along with
the song that I was singing.
It was love at first sight
for both of us.
My father, seeing this,
became enraged
and turned his magic
onto the young Clef.
(RASPY SNARLING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
To save his own life,
your father
played 'The Song of the Clef.'
(SAD AND BEAUTIFUL TUNE)
(PAINED SCREECH)
Because of this,
the furious king rounded up
and imprisoned the Clef.
He burned their instruments
so the 'Forbidden Song'
could never be played again.
And ordered
the execution of your father.
But I could
never let that happen.
This angered the king
even more.
We escaped.
And we can never go back.
But if you and Dad escaped,
why is the 'Forbidden Song'
still forbidden?
There's a legend in Nahwaer.
It says:
"A child will be born
to a Magi and a Clef
and that child
will bring music and magic
back into harmony."
You mean... me?
So then,
if I can set the Clef free,
then we have to go
to Nahwaer right away!
No! No, you can
never set foot in Nahwaer.
You can never play
the 'Forbidden Song'
and I'm sorry but
while we live amongst the humans
you can NEVER learn magic.
Why not?!
Because if you do,
King Murkhart will find you
and he'll destroy you.
My own grandfather?
Yes! And then he'll come
for the rest of us.
But I have to help the Clef.
I HAVE to!
How can I help if I'm stuck here
pretending I don't
know anything?!
No magic, nothing!
If you really want
to help, Betty, stay here.
It's the only way
to keep us safe.
So...
I'll never, not in
my whole life, learn magic?
I'm sorry, Betty.
(BUZZING)
(SHARP STRINGS)
Where are you, Floods?
You can't hide forever.
(DOOR CLANGING OPEN)
(TIRED)
My King, I bring images.
(VOICE CRACKING) Flooods.
(MURKHART) Ah!
Thank you, underling.
(SNAZZY RIFFING)
Hello... granddaughter.
You there, Gran?
Gran, I need your advice!
All that stuff about me being
born to a Magi and a Clef,
I can't be the only one, can I?
There must be someone else out
there who can stop Murkhart.
Because if I am the only one,
the Clef will never be free.
I'm just ME! I'm just Betty.
I can't stop Murkhart.
I can't even do magic.
And Mom said I'm never
even allowed to LEARN magic.
(MOCKING) "Not while we live
amongst the humans."
Although, she didn't mention
anything about non-humans.
So then, what if I went
someplace with NO humans?
Somewhere in the magical realm?
(EXCITED) Come on. Think, Betty.
Think!
Somewhere...
Ugh, come on. Quick, Betty.
Quick...
Quicklime! The Quicklime Games,
of course!
I'll learn magic,
I'll become a powerful Magi
and THEN I'll go to Nahwear
and face down
my evil grandfather
and FREE the Clef
once and for all.
Ah, thank you, Gran.
You've been very helpful.
(GRAN) Is that you, Betty?
Hello?
Betty?
(CAR ENGINE PURRING)
Are you warm enough?
Did you pack an extra sweater?
-Of course, Mother.
-Make sure you're not followed.
-(WINCH AND STANIEL) Yes, Mom.
-And...
Watch out for flying eyeballs,
dodgy goblins
and shapeshifting
spider creatures. Yeah, yeah.
(BOTH) Murkhart has eyes
everywhere.
We'll be okay, Mom.
We know you will. Make us proud.
-Oh, and before you go...
-They have food there, Dad.
What? All that junk?
Full of magical
colors and flavors?
No, stick to homecooking.
Winners eat Dad's dinners.
Just take it so we can go.
(BOOMING WINDS)
(WINCHFLAT AND STANIEL GRUNTING)
(WHOOSHING ENDS)
(WORM) Hello, everybody
on the Wormtrain.
Chugga-chugga woo woo!
Now, this service is
for all stations to Quicklime!
Yes, first stop
is Gingerbread Forest,
Sweets, then Toadstool-on-Sea.
-(GROANING)
-Don't get food poisoning.
Then Goblin Town. Oh it's
a lovely little town.
And then ALL stations
to Quicklime!
Oh, hurry up, would ya?
-(WINCHFLAT YELPS)
-(STANIEL GIGGLES)
Avoid the tonsils
on the way down the carriage.
Woo-hoo!
Bye, boys. Good luck!
Oh, where's Betty got to?
Didn't she want
to say good luck?
Ah, I'm sure she's just
practicing music in her room.
(BETTY PANTING)
(WORM) All aboard!
Wait! (YELPS)
(SQUELCH)
If you think it was bad going
in, wait until you come out!
Chugga-chugga-chugga...
(TENSE STRINGS AND BRASS)
-(RETCHING)
-(STANIEL YELLING)
-(RETCHING
-(BETTY SCREAMING)
Thanks for travelling with
Wormtrain. This is Quicklime.
Yuck!
-Uh, thanks?
(WORM) Anytime.
Come back,
hope to see you again soon...
(HOWLING WIND)
Whoa, so this is Quicklime.
(WONDROUS MUSIC)
(CROWD CHATTERING)
Whoa!
Excuse me!
A genie?!
Wow! Will you
grant me three wishes?
(SCOFFS) How about you
grant MY wish
and GET OFF MY RUG?!
-I just had it shampooed.
-Oh, sorry.
Kids these days,
they got no manners.
-Excuse me?
-(LOUD SIZZLING)
Whoa! That was electrifying!
-Ah!
-Hey, squirt, quit shoving.
Sorry, sir, I didn't mean to.
Looking for a fight, are ya?
(GRUNTING)
No! I, uh...
(MISHA) She's looking for me...
Hello, Knucklehead.
You?! Good.
I'm gonna flatten you both!
-(LOUD THUD)
-(KNUCKLEHEAD GROANING)
(LOUD CHEERING)
(BETTY YELPS)
That was... very cool.
Thanks. No problem.
You're new here, right?
Oh, is it that obvious?
Um... yes.
I didn't know the magical realm
was going to be so...
(MUFFLED CROAKING)
-Magical?
-Yeah!
Welcome, one and all,
to this year's Quicklime Games!
Now please bang
your extremities together
as I present to you
your host,
the incredible, the magical,
the unforgettable REGINA!
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(UNRULY CHEERING)
Yes, it's me.
Thank you for your applause.
I love you!
I am delighted, excited
and on the brink of ignited
to be here
as we come together to see
who will be
this year's Quicklime Games
Champions!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(FIREWORKS EXPLODING)
It's time to meet
our contestants!
Look Mom, it's Bonestench
and Weaselface. My heroes!
What kind of name
is Bonestench and Weasel...
..face?
Oh, that's...
They're my brothers.
They're my bros!
Bonestench and Weaselface?
Really? Those guys are good.
Contestants,
prepare for your
first diabolical challenge!
(EXCITED GASP)
The Pie-Eating Contest!
-(CROWD CHANTING)
-Pie-Eating Contest?
(METAL CLANGING)
(CHANTING CONTINUES)
Eat the pie! Eat the pie!
(PIE MONSTER GROWLING)
Yeah, it's a twist
on the classic.
(CONTESTANTS GASPING)
(HOLLERING)
Wow!
(DETERMINED GRUNTING)
(SNARLS, GULPS)
(YELPING)
(SQUEAKY EFFORT GRUNTS)
(SQUELCHY THUDS)
(LOUD CHEERING)
Cherry pie?
Dreams DO come true!
(SNARLING)
Oh, I'm not sure
I can fit it in my mouth though.
Allow me, dear brother.
(PAINED GROWLING)
(STANIEL CHOMPS GREEDILY)
Oh yeah!
Teamwork makes the dream work!
-Wow!
-Great, huh?
This is the first time
I've seen actual Magi.
Other than my family,
of course.
Where are you from?
You wouldn't know it.
It's a human place.
You're a long way from home.
-I'm Betty, by the way.
-Misha.
And now, the next challenge!
Each contestant will face
the physical manifestation
of their deepest, darkest fears!
Get ready
to DANCE WITH DREAD!
(SPIDER LEGS TAPPING)
(GASPS) Spiders!
(YELPING)
(CHAINSAW BUZZING)
Nah, nothing THAT scary.
Hello, puppy!
(PANICKED YELPING)
Who's a good doggie?
Who's a good boy?
Happily there's nothing in this
world so dark and nightmarish
that can frighten meeeee...
(SCREAMS)
(CUTESY MUSIC)
-(CROWD LAUGHING)
-Oh, what's going on there?
I think he's
afraid of cute things?
At least, I know they
definitely make him vomit.
(FEEBLY) Go to your happy place,
Winchflat.
A festering bogpit
in a forest of rotting trees.
Crows, spiders,
skeletons, chickenpox!
(MEOWING)
(PAINED SCREAMING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
Oh, aren't you the cutest!
(THUNDERING ZAP)
Centaur Soda!
Troll Cream! Pixie Floss!
Ooh, want some Pixie Floss?
No, I can't.
It's full of
magical flavors and colors.
-So?
-So... Dad says--
Who cares what Dad says?
Two Pixie Floss, please.
Yes, ma'am.
(MOUTH FULL)
That's delicious!
Wizarding warriors,
you've prevailed against pies,
danced with dread.
Now it's time to face
the ultimate challenge.
A deadly foe that knows
your every move.
Get ready
to knock yourselves out!
(BOOMING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(GASPING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
-You're looking well.
-And you.
Shame I have to destroy
something so very handsome.
Agreed, though I'm prepared
to do what's necessary.
Indubitably. (BATTLE CRY)
(BOTH SNARLING)
-(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)
-(EFFORT GRUNTS)
-Which one is my brother?
-Both.
Or neither. Hard to say.
(GULPS)
(BELCHES)
(CROWD GROANS)
Whoa, wait a minute!
Who ate who?
I'm not sure. Hopefully you
won't notice the difference.
(WHOOSHING)
You are indeed
a worthy adversary.
How could I be ANYTHING other?
Wow! Imagine how amazing
it would be to fly.
(INCREDULOUS) You can't fly?
But hang on, that's one of
the simplest spells there is.
Even baby Magi can fly.
Yeah, well, I'm different...
Do you think you could teach me?
Of course! Come on.
Right now? But they haven't--
Something tells me
they'll be a while.
(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)
Come on! You won't miss much,
I promise.
(MISHA) Oh, you are
going to love this.
Flying is one of the best things
about being a Magi.
(BETTY) Whoa!
(SHUDDERS)
It's higher than I thought.
Trust me. All you need
is a little bit of magic.
(WHOOSHING)
(EXCITED EXCLAMATION)
To learn to fly,
you only need to do one thing.
What is it?
Don't... think.
(YELLING)
(INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC)
-Easy, right?
-Easy?!
-Seriously?
-(MISHA GIGGLING)
Hey! I knew you'd be fine.
Now, come on.
(UPBEAT GUITAR AND DRUMS)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(THUNDER CRACKING)
-(BUZZING)
-(WINCHFLAT GRUNTS)
(DIZZY HOLLERING)
That was brilliant!
Thank you!
(REGINA) And the winners
of this year's Quicklime Games,
Bonestench and Weaselface!
(ANESKA) Betty Flood!
Uh-oh. I've gotta go.
Of course!
But how will I... But we--
Don't worry, I'll find you.
Bye, Betty!
You ran away, Betty.
Do you realize I spent my whole
day looking for you!
Mom, I'm sorry. I really am.
But look, I'm safe.
I had a great time.
You and Dad
need to trust me more.
I can take care of myself,
you know.
You are GROUNDED!
(SHOUTING) It's not fair!
I never get to do anything.
(GROANS)
I'll show them.
They're not the only ones
with magical powers.
(INHALE)
(EFFORT GRUNT)
(STRAINED GRUNT AND EXHALE)
(MUSIC INTENSIFYING)
(GRUNTING CONTINUES)
(THUD)
(GASPS) I did it!
(GRUNTING WITH EFFORT)
Misha! (YELPS)
(NERLIN) Betty?
I hope you're not going out.
You're still grounded.
(BETTY) I'm just
saying "hi" to Gran.
Misha, you found me.
I told you I would.
Say hello
to your new magic tutor.
YES!
(GIGGLES) Come on, let's go.
(MISHA) Okay, time for
your first magic lesson, Betty.
(BETTY) What's first?
Dematerializing?
Or lightning bolts?
Oh! I've always wanted
to turn my Brussels sprouts
into chocolate balls!
We're going
to start with basics.
Easy. Just lend me
some of your magic.
No, you're on your own
this time.
There's magic in you, Betty.
I can't believe your family
hasn't shown you how to use it.
My family won't let me
do anything.
(MISHA) It's fine.
You can do it.
(GRUNTING)
Relax. Let it come.
(GRUNTING)
Relax!
I'm never gonna relax
if you keep telling me to relax.
(SOFTLY) You feel that?
No.
(GASPS) I hear it!
Hear what?
Close your eyes.
Listen.
(ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC)
What is it?
Your magic surrounding us.
What do I do?
Take it!
Yes, Betty!
Open your eyes!
(THUMPING HEARTBEATS)
(MAGICAL CHIMING)
I did it!
I DID IT! Whoa!
Thank you! Thank you, Misha!
(EXCITED SQUEAK)
Wow! I wish my family
could see me.
Betty Flood making magic!
Did you say
Betty "Flood"?
Yeah. Why?
Oh, it's just...
-The Flood family is--
-What about my family?
Every Magi knows the story
of the Flood family.
But I dunno...
You seem like a nice person
so I won't hold it against you.
What are you talking about?
Betty!
Your parents tried
to overthrow the King.
You know that, right?
No, that's not what happened.
The King threw my father
in prison for playing music.
Your parents led
a revolution, Betty.
That's why they're on the run.
It broke King Murkhart's heart.
His own daughter.
No! They had to escape.
Murkhart wanted my father dead.
Sorry B, but that's not
the story we all know.
It's getting late.
I should probably go home.
(EERIE MUSIC)
(CHIMING)
Ah, there you are, Betty.
(SPIRITED) Ooh!
How's your gran?
What?
Oh yeah, uh, she's fine.
We're having sushi!
You better get "kraken"
or you'll miss out.
Why won't you just stay still?
Ah, hurry up, Dad.
Not hungry, thanks.
(KRAKEN SNARLING)
(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)
(TUNING UKULELE)
Nat, Abi,
this is Misha, my new...
..math tutor.
She's gonna sit in today.
Nice to meet you.
Ah, cool.
Do you play, Misha?
Feel free to join.
Oh, no-no-no.
I am NOT musical.
(NERVOUS LAUGH)
I don't like music at all,
actually.
I mean... I like it.
I just don't LOVE it.
If that makes sense?
Uh... no?
(SHOCKED) What sort of person
doesn't like music?
Of course Misha loves music.
She just doesn't know it yet.
(CRASHING DRUM SOLO)
Ooh! Ow!
Sorry, but after-school
band practice
without band practice
is just after school, so...
From the top!
Two, three, four...
(SOFT INTRO -
UKULELE AND DRUMS)
(RIFFING FIDDLE)
(MUSIC INTENSIFYING
- ROCK STYLE)
I just got to be me
Tell me that you know
I just got to be me
Ahh
I just got to be me
Tell me that you know
I just got to be me
So what if you don't get it
(GUITAR SOLO)
(BETTY HOLLERING)
(YELPS)
(OUT OF BREATH)
Yeah!
Nailed it.
(PAINED SCREAMING)
(LOUD HISSING)
(BUBBLING)
Hmm, I must've hooked
the electrograph
to the zappitron by accident.
And you're only
working this out now?!
Phew, it smells
like burnt dog in here.
(WIGWAM GIGGLING) Betty!
You weren't supposed
to see this until it was ready.
Ready for what?
I know things
have been hard lately
but your birthday's coming up
and I was thinking
we could have a party!
You know,
with streamers and cake
and games and music
and... humans.
I can have friends over?
-Yes!
-But what about--
Staying hidden?
That's what this is for.
We've pre-loaded this machine
with 10,000 forgetting spells.
We'll put it at the front gate.
Your friends
can all convivialize,
then fall back
into suburban oblivion
with not a shred of memory
of the entire soire.
Nor a shred of skin
at this rate.
Ye of little faith.
Ye of little skill.
-Oh, I--
-Boys, please!
Since the surprise
is ruined anyway,
do you... want a party?
That no one will ever
remember coming to?
Yes, exactly!
Sure. Whatever.
-Fabulous!
-One thing to note.
No one gets passed
the house-protection spell
without being formally invited.
This is going to be... fun!
(WIGWAM GIGGLING)
A birthday party?
Is this her trying
to make up for the fact
that I'm banned
from ever learning magic?
Hey, Betty! Betty!
Wait!
Hey, I want
to show you something.
What?
You think having no magic
is the WORST thing in the world.
-And?
-And you're wrong.
There's something worse.
I'm not in the mood.
Allow me to demonstrate.
(STRAINED GRUNTING)
(GULPING)
(GARGLING)
(SQUEAK)
Huh?
Worse than no magic
is only having SOME.
(SQUEAKING)
My one spell.
Don't tell Winchflat.
(WINCH) Winchflat knows!
(GROANS) So Winchflat
raises the dead!
Well, woopdeedo!
It gets old FAST.
Then it dies,
then it comes back,
then it dies again.
Anyway, YOU!
You get to go out,
eat whatever you want,
roll in whatever you want,
do weewees on whatever you want!
I am NOT a dog.
Well, nobody's perfect!
But I'm just trying to say
you have something
none of us do... a life.
In the human world.
Woo!
(LAUGHING AND HAPPY WHOOPING)
(BOTH GIGGLE AND SIGH)
(BETTY) Beautiful, huh?
Pfft, not much of a view
if you ask me.
Hey, that's my home
you're talking about.
Yeah, well, you should see
the lights where I come from.
The Kingdom of Nahwaer
is the most beautiful city
you've ever seen.
(IMPRESSED SIGH)
That's your real home, Betty.
Wow!
So, I heard your birthday
is coming up.
That's exciting!
Oh yeah, whatever.
Are you having a party?
Because you know,
I LOVE a party.
Well, um...
You see, my mom
is handling the invites.
And she sorta doesn't know
that you... exist
'cause magic, etc.
Betty, it's not like I'm gonna
walk up to your parents
and say, "Hi, I'm Misha.
I teach your daughter magic."
Yeah, but they'll think
it's suss that you're Magi.
So? I think it's suss that
they're rebels
living in exile, lying about it
and forcing their daughter
to be someone she's not.
Sorry, Betty,
but I've got to be honest.
(SIGHS)
You're right.
I know you're right, but...
What can I do?
You're my BEST friend, Betty.
-Really?
-Yes, obviously!
So, invite me to your
birthday party. Please!
I can't.
UGH!
Wait, Misha.
Please, I'm sorry!
(SIGHS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(CHILDREN PLAYING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(GATEWAY WHIRS)
(WINCH) Mmm.
(THUNDER CRACKING)
(CREEPY VOICES) A storm
of death, a violent crunch,
the end is nigh!
(NORMAL)
Please try the punch.
(GASPS IN FRIGHT)
Hello.
-(SCREAMING)
-(GATEWAY WHIRRING)
(GATEWAY WHIRS)
Welcome back, dear.
(SHRIEKS)
(BOTH) Huh?
(GATEWAY WHIRRING)
-(SHRIEKS)
-(BOTH CONFUSED) Huh?
-(GATEWAY WHIRRING)
-(BOTH) Huh...
Everything seems to be
in perfect working order.
-(SHRIEKS)
-(SLY CHUCKLE)
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
Is this a mistake?
Hmm, maybe. You don't know
what they put in these things.
I mean the party.
-Oh, there she is.
-Betty, do you want a hotdog?
No thanks, Dad.
She's been so secretive lately.
Yeah, and she's off her food.
No. I know Betty.
Something's wrong.
That's everyone
on the guest list.
Can we start eating now?
(GROWLS SOFTLY)
Food. I specifically mean food.
(BETTY SIGHS)
O...M...G!
Betty, your house is so wild.
Why didn't you say you
were having a themed party?!
Hey, Abi, glad you came.
Not like you'll remember
any of it.
-Nat and I got you this.
-Oh, thanks.
Where's Nat?
He said he had to water his...
cat... flower?
(DREAMY) Hi, Winchflat.
So, do you like, um... stuff?
Stuff?
No, I prefer corpse reanimation,
personally.
Noooo! Same!
(ALL) Happy birthday, Betty!
Crunching bone-day to goo
Snapping necks, oh boo-hoo
Gorey mirth-birth, dear Betty
Snorey filth-ray in stew
-(APPLAUSE)
-Make a wish, Betty.
(MAGICAL WHOOSH)
Make a wish, Betty.
(APPLAUSE SUBSIDING)
I wish... I wish...
I wish that you
would all stop lying!
-(GASPING)
-Uh-oh...
-(STANIEL) Oh, boy.
-What do you mean, Betty?
I know what REALLY
happened to Grandpa Murkhart!
What you REALLY did to him,
you and Dad.
-(BOTH GASP)
-Betty, let's talk inside.
No! I know who I am now.
Who taught you that?
I did.
(EERIE WHIRRING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
This is Misha.
She taught me, Mom,
when no one else would.
Gonna formally invite me in?
Betty!
Yes, of course.
Come on in.
-I'd LOVE to.
-(GASPS)
Hmm, nice place you have here.
(EERIE VIBRATION)
Huh?
(MUSIC TURNS SINISTER)
(LIGHTBULBS RATTLING
No! What have you done?
(BETTY SCREAMS)
(EVIL LAUGH)
(PANICKED YELLING)
(SINISTER MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MISHA/VOLOS) Like your
birthday surprise?
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
Huh?
Oh B, honey.
That was all me.
You never had ANY magic
and you never will.
You believed
everything I told you.
Ate it all up. Yum-yum-yum.
So deliciously gullible.
Why is that, Betty?
Get back!
(OTHERWORLDLY SHRIEKING)
(STANIEL YELPING)
(THUNDERING SHOTS)
(SNARLING)
Betty, hide!
(EERIE SHRIEK)
Ah-hah! (YELPS)
Not this time!
Betty!
If you want my daughter,
you'll have to go through me!
If you insist.
(NERLIN HOLLERING)
Nerlin!
Run, Betty!
Mom!
(SINISTER MUSIC BUILDS)
(HOLLERING)
-(WIND WHOOSHING)
-No!
(DRAMATIC, SINISTER MUSIC)
(SCREAMING)
(MUSIC ENDS ABRUPTLY)
Hello, dear.
(SCREAMS) Gran!
I'm sorry, but... (SCREAMS)
It's fine. Tea?
(SHEEPISH) Um, no thanks.
Huh? Whoa.
If you're gonna be dead,
you may as well
be comfortable, right?
(EARTH RUMBLING)
Quite the party up there.
(DEJECTED SIGH)
Oh, what's there to cry about?
I saved ya, didn't I?
I invited Misha into our house
It's all my fault.
Yup, pretty much.
Oh, great pep talk, Gran.
Well, you made this mess
so YOU clean it up.
W-What can I do against
Misha and Murkhart?
Oh, I've got more magic
in my left bum cheek
than Murkhart ever had
in his whole floppy body.
But then, can't you go?
I would but I'm dead.
This is a job for the living.
Now, get out of my coffin!
(HEAVY PANTING)
(GRUNTING)
Mom? Dad?
Where is everyone?
(DEBRIS RUMBLING)
Oh, it's all my fault. Huh?
The 'Song of the Clef'!
I'm going to find you,
Misha and you're going to wish
you never ever messed
with me or my family.
(NAT) Um, sorry?
Aw, did I just miss
the greatest party ever?
Nat, you came!
Well, I wasn't going to.
Nat, I've been such a jerk.
I'm so sorry.
Nah, it's okay, we're cool.
-So, redecorating, are we?
-Don't ask.
I need to go.
I need to get to Nahwaer.
-What's Nahwaer?
-The Kingdom of Nahwaer.
The Kingdom... of Nahwaer?
I just find it ama--
(PANICKED SCREECH)
Did someone say Nahwaer?
-You really want to go Nahwaer?
-(BETTY) Yes!
(SQUELCHY YAWN)
You like tongue?
What... in the name...
of all heck... is that?!
I don't have time to explain.
Sorry, Nat, I've gotta go.
Wait!
I have no idea
what's going on right now
but I'm coming with you.
Me too.
Abi, are you okay?
I'm fine.
Well, apart from the fact
that Misha's
a giant spider tornado!
-I KNEW it!
-You did not.
Well, I knew she was bad news.
-We're coming with you, Betty.
-You can't. It's not safe!
Would you please just listen
to the people
who actually care about--
(SCREAMS)
Nat! (SCREAMS)
OMG, guys!
(SCREAMS)
(WORM) Alright, here we go.
We're on a road to Nahwaer
Chugga-chugga-chugga...
(TENSE MUSIC)
(GRUNTS)
(MOANING)
(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
Uh... (GASPS)
(MOANING CONTINUES)
(BETTY) Uh...
(SOFT WHIMPERING)
Betty, they're going to eat
my face off.
-Shh.
-Stay back. I'm warning you!
Hello, Betty Flood.
We wish you no harm.
How do you know
my friend's name?
Hmm...
Uncle Knute!
Oh, I'm so glad I found you.
I need your help.
Murkhart has my family.
We need to find them!
I'm afraid I can't help you.
Us Clefs are nothing
against the might of Murkhart.
But... you have music.
Music is your power.
(CLEF WOMAN)
The music is forgotten.
Uncle Knute, that can't be true.
(CLEF MAN)
It's true. It's too late!
Maybe THIS will remind you.
Our song?
I thought all record
of it was destroyed.
Dad kept it safe.
Now you can play
the 'The Song of the Clef'
and overthrow Murkhart.
-Is it true?
-Can it be?
(GENTLE HARP PLAYING)
We can learn this
but it's going to take time.
Nat, Abi,
show 'em how it's done.
I've got to find my family.
Follow me.
(SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES)
This will take you
to the upper levels.
(EXHALES) Thank you.
Good luck, Betty Flood.
(EFFORT GRUNTS) Yuck!
(DETERMINED ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(HEAVY PANTING)
(YELPING)
(GRUNTING)
(COUGHS)
Worst... birthday... ever.
(EFFORT GRUNT)
(SINISTER STRINGS AND BRASS)
(GASPS)
-Mom!
-Oh, Betty.
-You need to go!
-Just as soon as I get you out.
(STRAINING)
Use your magic.
What? Mom, I don't--
Listen to me carefully.
Your magic isn't like other Magi
because it combines the power
of the Clef's music.
Do you understand?
Music?
And magic?
Remember the prophecy.
You have to bring
the two together in harmony.
Wait, I don't--
What's this?
A little family reunion?
How touching.
-Betty, get out of here!
-(GASPS)
(GROWLING)
(BETTY GASPS)
-(GOBLINS GRUNT)
(MURKHART) Betty!
(CHEERFUL) How about a hug
for your old grandpa?
Hi-five, then?
Fist-bump?
No?
(DEJECTED SIGH)
I had resigned myself
to my dynasty coming to an end
with my tragic death.
But now that
I've found you, Betty,
we can begin planning
for the future.
With you by my side,
no one can stop us.
Sorry to disappoint, Gramps,
but I won't be much help.
I have no magic.
I want to be with my family.
As do I, my dear.
That's ALL I ever wanted.
(CLUTTERED SINGING)
When I'm lost and saddening
Melody comes
and brings on a gladdening
Alright, thanks everyone.
Thank you.
Maybe they HAVE forgotten
how to be musicians.
It's not us. It's you.
Can we try without the...
accompaniment?
(CLICKS TONGUE, MOANS)
How are we going to turn them
into a musical army NOW?!
Like this.
(RICH VOICE)
It's time for the music
Time for the music
(STRINGED ACCOMPANIMENT)
Whoa!
Let go your troubles
Let go your pain
(MUSIC WANES)
Hungry, granddaughter?
Oh, now don't be like that.
Here's a little something
I prepared earlier.
-(MURKHART CACKLING)
-(CHAINS RATTLING)
(NERLIN GROANING)
Mom, Dad!
Have a seat.
(BETTY CLAMORING)
(SCREAMS, GASPS)
(MURKHART GROWLS)
-Hey, bestie.
-(MURKHART) Now, now!
We're all trying to have
a lovely dinner.
No bickering at the table.
(VOLOS' VOICE) Can't we avoid
all this nonsense
(MISHA'S VOICE)
and just execute them all, Sire?
Execution?
Eh, well...
But it's just so final,
isn't it?
Ah, but I do appreciate
your zeal, Volos.
(DEJECTED SIGH)
Of course, my Lord.
Look, it's just SO wonderful
to be together again.
A toast!
They're chained to their chairs!
Ah, yes. (SLURPING)
Well, it doesn't
have to be this way.
But that all depends on YOU.
Doesn't it?
I would love nothing more
than for us
to all be one, big, happy,
MAGICAL family.
All that's required
is for you to join me
on the throne.
You'd set them free if I did?
(HESITANT) Yes, as long as
they behave themselves.
All your grandfather ever wanted
was to make a safe,
happy home for your family.
And for ALL magical beings.
(DISDAINFUL)
One without the foul corruption
of MUSIC.
If I'd had that, I would have
been the happiest Magi
that ever lived.
(VOICE BREAKING) But instead,
my heart was crushed and I--
(BETTY) I'll do it.
-Wait, what?
I'll join you, sure.
Whatever. Sounds fun.
How very wise, Betty.
You clearly take after me.
(MAGICAL WHOOSHING)
Ah!
(MUFFLED GROANS)
What about Dad?
Oh, him?
Well, never mind about him.
What happens to Dad?
Well, does it matter?
He's not really family, is he?
He's just a...
(STAMMERING)
Clef! A common minstrel.
What will you do with him?
He'll be exiled from Nahwaer
to the dread kingdom
of Fahwaer!
(BETTY) What?
It's unpleasant,
to say the least.
It is a far-off rotscape,
filled with every horror
imaginable.
Gross things.
Slithery and slippery things.
Tentacles,
talons, tails.
Creeping, crawling things
that torment
every waking moment
and make sleep impossible.
No! I'll join you.
I'll give up magic but
I'll never give up my family.
Any of them--
ENOUGH!
(IRRITATED) I was hoping
we could have
ONE civil family dinner.
But that just seems impossible.
Please don't do this!
Too late, B.
(VOLOS' VOICE) It's done!
(TENSE MUSIC)
(CROWD MUTTERING)
(NERLIN GROANS)
Move it, Clef scum.
I said move it!
What an uncouth
little pox bottle.
Why, thank you!
(REGAL MUSIC)
(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)
My loyal subjects,
allow me to introduce
my granddaughter
and heir,
the one and only
Princess Betty!
(BETTY) Whoa!
(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)
(ANGRY) And let me also
introduce her traitorous family,
the Floods!
(BOOING)
Nerlin Flood,
you are charged
with being an annoyance to me
and a blight
on the life of my family.
Uh... And a Clef to boot!
I hereby sentence you
to be banished
for all eternity in...
FAHWAER!
-(FLOODS GASP)
-(CROWD CHEERING LOUDLY)
Open the portal!
(SNICKERING)
(METALLIC CLANKING)
(FEROCIOUS SNARLING)
(GASPING)
(SLOBBERY PURRING)
(WHIMPERS)
I hear Fahwaer's
really, really disgusting.
(SNIFFS) Smells like it.
I am so sad
it has come to this.
(EMOTIONAL)
My daughter, a princess,
had a life bursting with magic.
She could've had...
ANYTHING!
But she chose the one thing
that could bring
our whole world down!
MUSIC!
(CROWD BOOING)
(SOFTLY) Would you like...
like to say a few words?
I'd like to say one last thing
to my family.
Of course, my dear.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Prepare yourselves, Floods!
Because magic is not
the only power in this world.
What?!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
How DARE you!
You didn't always
hate music, Father.
What are you talking about?
(GENTLE, CLEAR VOICE)
These splinters of light
Making rainbows
and daydreams...
Our song!
-We're alone with no cares
-It's been so long.
In the world
These splinters of light
In between me and you
Whispering that your dreams
Can all come true
You betrayed your people.
You abandoned me.
I chose love.
We should never have run,
I can see that now.
We should've stayed
and helped you understand
that music and magic
CAN live in harmony.
(VOLOS) Oh come on, seriously?
That makes me sick
to my stomach.
I am ending this NOW!
If you want something done
properly, do it yourself.
Betty, get out of there!
(SPIDER LEGS TAPPING)
(SHRIEKING)
Get back, Betty!
(YELPS)
Enough!
(LAUGHING)
Oh, you're cute.
Use your magic!
But... I don't have any.
You do! You're the
child of Clef AND Magi.
(VOLOS) Are you scared yet?
Are you nervous?
Are you scared? Come on, really.
(SINISTER) You have no magic
and you never will.
(MUSIC WANES)
I can't do it.
Remember the prophecy, Betty.
Your power comes
from music and magic together.
(VOLOS SNICKERING) Look at you!
How small do you feel now, huh?
(VOLOS LAUGHING)
When I'm lost
and saddening
Melody comes
and brings on a gladdening
(PAINED SCREAM)
-It's time for the music
-(GASPING)
Time for the music
Let go your troubles
Let go your pain
You can't stop the music
Can't stop the music
Hearts filling up
And hopeful again
(CROWD SCREAMING)
Yes, go, Betty!
The legend...
..is true.
(VOLOS) Yes, Sire!
We've gotta destroy her
before it's too late.
The magic must prevail.
The child must die.
NO!
No?
I've changed my mind.
What?!
You promised we would rule
FOREVER!
Well, things change.
Family comes first.
No...
Well, you know what?
This is exactly
the kind of backstabbery
that makes me
really, REALLY... angry.
(THREATENING MUSIC)
Hear me, Magi!
Your king has betrayed you.
He has sold out your kingdom
to music and the Clef!
(CROWD BOOING)
Stand with me
and make Nahwaer magic again!
(CROWD CHEERING)
Alrighty then, Floods,
time to get busy.
Not so fast, Nerlin.
It's okay, Father.
We'll handle these philistines.
Oh, Staniel,
ready to have some fun?
I was BORN ready!
Ah-hah!! Observe brother,
as I wipe these knuckle-draggers
off the face of--
(GROWLING AND GRUNTING)
What on earth?!
(GOBLINS) Huh?
(EFFORT GRUNTS)
(STANIEL) Watch this...
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
A rubber chicken?!
(LAUGHING UPROARIOUSLY)
(SCREECHING)
(SQUEAKING)
Ah! Did you know it could--
No idea.
(MAGI SUBJECT) Traitors!
Can you do it again?
No, one time thing.
Get them!
Any idea how this one turns out?
Leg of frog and demon eyes,
prepare yourselves
for a SURPRISE!
Oh goodie, I DO love surprises.
(YELPS)
(MAGI SUBJECTS CLAMORING)
I won't let you hurt them,
Volos.
(STRAINED GRUNTS)
Have you been
going to the gymnasium?
-(PAINED YELP)
-Come on, let's go!
Help!
-Oh no, you don't.
-Thanks, Dad.
Oh, that is so touching.
My heart bleeds.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(BETTY GASPS)
Three generations
of doomed Magi.
(WHIMPERING)
Tell me B, did you really
think you could show up
with your little song
and dance
and win?
(GASPING) Uh...
(SINGING IN DISTANCE)
(DISORDERLY BUZZING)
(WINCHFLAT GASPS)
(ALL CLAMORING)
(POWERFUL SINGING)
It's time for the music
-(IRON GATE CLANKING)
-Time for the music
Let go your troubles
Let go your pain
You can't stop the music...
Oh NO! Stop that music!
(PAINED SCREAMS)
Please, tell them to stop!
(MUSIC BUILDS)
It's time for the music
Time for the music
Let go your troubles
-Let go your pain
-Betty, please!
-You can't top the music...
-(MISHA) You're my best friend!
(VOLOS GROANING)
Oh, I need a doctor!
-Hearts filling up
-(PAINED HOWL)
And hopeful again
(MUSIC WANING)
(WHOOSHING)
(VOLOS GASPING AND GROANING)
Hearts filling up
And hopeful again
(VOLOS SCREECHING)
-(BETTY GIGGLES)
-(MUSIC ENDS)
-(CROWD CHEERING)
-You are simply... magic!
Yeah, I couldn't
have said it better myself.
-(GASPS)
-(NERLIN) Look.
Magi and Clef
together in harmony!
It's just as
the legend foretold.
I think there's someone who'd
like to say hello to you, Dad.
-Oh, my brother!
-Hello, Nerlin.
Oh, Knute.
How I've missed you
all these years.
And I you.
(CONTENTED SIGHS)
Bit soon for that, Father.
Yes, of course.
-Hey, Dad?
-Yes, Betty?
Can we go home now?
We sure can.
(WHOOPING AND CHEERING)
(MAGICAL SIZZLING)
Welcome, you magical maniacs.
As you know, Betty's 13th
birthday party was cut short.
THIS is a do-over.
So, put your hands together
for a talented young lady
made of music and magic.
The one, the only...
BETTY FLOOD!
(LOUD CHEERING)
Best... birthday... ever!
You deserve it.
I did nearly get Dad executed.
And destroyed the house.
Nothing a little magic
won't fix.
I'm proud of you, Betty.
-(ABI CLEARS THROAT)
-Huh?
Betty, I hate to interrupt
a beautiful family moment but...
GET YOUR BUTT UP HERE!
(CHEERING)
Alright, Betty!
(CHEERING)
-Everyone, make some noise
for Betty Flood
and the Musical Magi!
(CHEERING GROWS LOUDER)
Nice! Bass suits you.
Two, three, four.
(HI-ENERGY DRUM INTRO)
And in your
perfect little world
I'm your perfect little girl
But that's not me
Well life is changed
and so am I
Cross my heart
and hope to fly
Away from here
With the magic of the song
I just know that
I will never get it wrong
But I
I just got to be me
Tell me that you know
I just got to be me
Ahh ahh
I just got to be me
(MUSIC WANING)
Hey, Gramps.
Betty! Go enjoy your party.
Just bringing you a plate
before Staniel eats everything,
including the plate.
Thanks, sweety.
Oh, watch your step.
(GROANS) Worms sure
do make a lot of mess.
Yeah, who knew?
How's your mom?
Still mad at me?
She'll come around.
(SINISTER SNICKERING)
Right, shall we pick up
where we left off?
So, making a thing grow
is one kind of magic.
Changing its color
is a different kind altogether.
(INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC BUILDING)
(HI-ENERGY DRUM INTRO)
And you said you knew
my type
But I'm not the one you like
But that's okay with me
'Cause life is changed
and so am I
Cross my heart
and hope to fly
Away from here
With the magic of the song
I just know that I will never
get it wrong,
'Cause I
I just got to be me
Tell me that you know
I just got to be me
Ahh ahh
I just got to be me
Tell me that you know
I just got to be me
So what if you don't get it
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)
And in your perfect
little world
I'm your perfect little girl
But that's not me
Well life is changed
and so am I
Cross my heart
and hope to fly
Away from here
And I know you wanna see me
the same way
And I know you weren't
expecting me to change
'Cause I
I just got to be me
So what if you don't get it
(UPBEAT ROCK OUTRO)
(FAST-PACED SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(MUSIC ENDS)